The Ding Dong Reader

Ever since we moved in three years ago, visitors to our home have announced their arrival with a sick-sounding doorbell. Ding-Dunk, it sadly played. My reaction mirrored this dreary tune. Oh dear, who's come to see us now? When the button finally gave way---a crack became a hole became an entirely broken piece of plastic more likely to … Continue reading The Ding Dong Reader