DOIN' FINE!
I told you. . .
that I love you.
I told you. . .
what I was going to
do to you. . .
when I got you
all to. . .
myself.
I told you. . .
there was sudden laughter on the line
“I think you got
the wrong number love
but keep talking
...you’re doin’ fine!”
Calling my wife but got a digit wrong and ended up talking to this absolutely lovely old lady who thought it was hilarious. "The last fella who talked to me like that was my husband Pat and he died twenty years ago!"
It was highly embarrassing but she was delighted and just laughed and laughed....I couldn't apologise enough.