Random reminder

Press, 5 October 1987, Page 30

Random reminder

USER PAYS She was settled down for the night with the cat, heater, knitting and television, when the phone rang. After a few moments of untangling everything, she answered it •'Hello.” "Hl. Is Jason there?” "Jason? No —” “When he comes in will you tell him that Wendy can’t make it tongiht but Shaun can in her place. OK? Thanks, bye.” She put the phone down, turned, and it rang again. ' "Hl. Sorry to bother you again, but Wendy has just said that she can make it now, and Shaun will come too. Can you tell Jason that? Bye.” This was all a bit much. The woman made herself a cup of tea to settle her nerves: who was Jason? She lived alone. The phone rang again. - “Hi, I rang earlier, twice, uK is this number 1..” and she recited “No, it isn’t, it’s such and such,

woman said crossly. “Oh. Then your’re not Mrs Oakes.” "No. And I never heard of Jason either.’’ "Isn’t that strange. I’ve been ringing this number and getting your ...” her voice wobbled into silence. "Perhaps the lines are crossed.” "Tell you what, ru try once more, how’s that?” k' The phone promptly rang a fourth time. "I suggest you either contact faults or stop ringing my number,” said the woman very crossly. She could Imagine the fumbling fingers, blurred vision, befuddled memory of the other; faults indeed! She hung up with a very final click. Before she could pick up her cup of tea, the phone rang yet again. "Hello there,” said a masculine voice. Im Jason. Any messages?” Suddenly the wAan realiMd a tatXr