As I write this I am aware that in 46-48 hours, 99 per cent of Europeans of drinking age will be suitably intoxicated and trying to phone or text their nearest and dearest. On Tuesday we will get the predictable press releases: "Records broken as billions text on new years eve". Am I bovvered? No, I would rather hear the time honoured chiming of Big Ben than the sounds of billions texting.
And I just so happen to have recorded them for posterity. This recording was done at midday a couple of months ago, so sorry about the sound of tourists who chattered near my microphone.
It was hard enough standing near the Houses of Parliament with an outstretched arm for 30 seconds carrying an unidentified device, as their security cameras gazed intently. But I am proud to have those famous chimes in the can, as it were. This recording is dedicated to my good Austrian friend Claudia who kindly introduced me to the sublime pleasure of the midday chimes. Sometimes it takes a visitor to remind us of the timeless charms of a great London landmark.
Happy New Year everyone.
This recording lasts 30 seconds. The first ten seconds is the preamble before the chimes, so be patient.
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