This morning I got a phone call. "Hello"
"Who's that?" A woman enquired.
"Don't you know? You've just called me." I replied somewhat confused
"I have no idea."
"What are you doing there?" She demanded
"Eating my breakfast,"
"I'm not at Hilda's, I'm at my house," I was a tad miffed
"Then why are you answering her phone?" She said with a note of triumph.
"Madam I believe you have dialled the wrong number"
"No I haven't, I have it here in front of me, I dialled 274958."
"Well yes you have me there, your dialling skills are impeccable, that is indeed the number you have dialled, my number." I informed her.
"No it isn't it's Hilda's number she wrote it down for me. What have you done with her? I want to speak to her immediately" The note of hysteria in her voice made me panic and I slammed the phone down.
I apologise Hilda, but I think perhaps you had better put the kettle on, I have a sneaking suspicion you are about to receive some visitors.