There's almost a Twilight Zone twice a day in the company of the grand-father clock that sits tall, ancient and proud in the half-lit hallway. So it goes...from 11.30 whether it be night or day, grand-daddy will announce the every half hour AND hour with just the one chime until the moment when the world is at the 2 o'clock mark. Two hours of not knowing exactly where in the world you are [time wise] one remains in this state until they're set free by that lagging chime.
