Rude awakening
Friday, December 25th, 2009 09:46 amI was dragged out of my cozy pit by the insistent sound of the ringing phone. I scuffled around and found my dressing gown and stumbled out to see who on Earth it could be using the land line; most people call me on my mobile and the iPhone was placed next to the bed for just such an effusive family phone call.
In the event, there was no-one there. By criminey, I was snatched from the embrace of Morpheus by a phantom phone call.
Not to waste the wake-up, I nipped to the smallest room for a moment and on the way out, noticed the message light on the phone flashing. It seems that some strange Scottish woman was singing 'We wish you a Merry Christmas'. Apparently she was then going to have breakfast, shower the kids and pop round. It is just my luck that she will carry out the threat.
Ah well. Now I'm up, I may as well have a shower and then some breakfast, too.
I am determined to enjoy my Christmas Insha'Allah.
In the event, there was no-one there. By criminey, I was snatched from the embrace of Morpheus by a phantom phone call.
Not to waste the wake-up, I nipped to the smallest room for a moment and on the way out, noticed the message light on the phone flashing. It seems that some strange Scottish woman was singing 'We wish you a Merry Christmas'. Apparently she was then going to have breakfast, shower the kids and pop round. It is just my luck that she will carry out the threat.
Ah well. Now I'm up, I may as well have a shower and then some breakfast, too.
I am determined to enjoy my Christmas Insha'Allah.