Police car trumpet siren !

[upsidedown]

is the name of the flashing light Mrs UD bought me as a comedy birthday present. The name, i assume comes from one of those random Chinese to English translations.
The blue and red flashing light comes with a keypad to activate four different poliice sirens. Can't wait to fit it so i can roll up next to somebody on the mobile and give it a blast, Chips style.

 

[Neddy]

My last comedy birthday present was a set of Indicat-ears - orange lights that clip over you ears enabling you to signal left or right!

 

[Tinuts]

is the name of the flashing light Mrs UD bought me as a comedy birthday present. The name, i assume comes from one of those random Chinese to English translations.
The blue and red flashing light comes with a keypad to activate four different poliice sirens. Can't wait to fit it so i can roll up next to somebody on the mobile and give it a blast, Chips style.

I want to see pictures!

 

[Arch]

A kid on my road had something like that when I was about 11. Back then, the Woo-woo-woo or Woooooooo(rising) Wooooooooo (falling) sounds were very exotic, and American sounding, since all British sirens went Nee-nah, nee-nah.

The sound of a good old fashioned Nee-nah on it's own invokes huge nostalgia for me. Back in the last fireman's strike, everytime a Green Goddess went past, I was transported back to childhood.

 

[Mad Doug Biker]

The sound of a good old fashioned Nee-nah on it's own invokes huge nostalgia for me. Back in the last fireman's strike, everytime a Green Goddess went past, I was transported back to childhood.

As a child, Arch kept buring the house down just to hear the approaching sirens.


... Oh sorry, wrong thread! it should be the 'Post a lie about the poster above' thread.

 

[Vikeonabike]

My Constabulary are too poor to fork out for a proper set....wonder if I would get into trouble for putting one on my work bike?
Or maybe some electronics whizz could build me a set!

 

[Arch]

As a child, Arch kept buring the house down just to hear the approaching sirens.


... Oh sorry, wrong thread! it should be the 'Post a lie about the poster above' thread.

As a matter of fact, as a not quite yet born foetus, Arch was carried down a ladder from a 1st floor balcony of a house on fire...

(not badly on fire as it turned out, just the electric cupboard in the hallway outside our flat, filling it with smoke*.)

Arch also spent the first 10 years of her life in Belfast, so probably heard more sirens than some....


*Our landlady lived downstairs. She woke with a start, knowing something was wrong, and in her half awake state, saw her dressing gown hanging on the door and thought it was a burglar. She jumped out of her ground floor window, and ran screaming into the garden. My Mum leaned over the parapet of the balcony, whence she and Dad had retreated after discovering the fire and calling 999, and shouted the now famous family phrase:

"It's alright Mrs McConnell, the house is on fire".