School is Looming Already

Last night I dreamed I was sacked by my Christian school because I drank too much at a staff party. And I play with my teeth too much in public. My Principal's words. He was very nice about it.

Which demented part of my brain did THAT come from? The teeth bit I mean.

Perhaps I am feeling guilty about my geological post?

I'm Sorry, WHO Did You Say Was Calling?

At 3am on Sunday morning the phone rang. You know how you feel when that happens; groggy, alarmed, disoriented.

Since the phone is on Himself's side of the bed and he exhibited no immediate signs of rousing or answering it, I fell out of bed and stumbled around to his side to see who had
a) forgotten the time difference or
b) died.

"Hello, this is Josie's Escort Angency," came a very business like voice,"I'd like to speak to someone about your booking."

The sense of disorientation and surreality deepened.
"I beg your pardon?" was all I could muster through my sleep addled haze.
" Someone made a booking this morning, for 3am, for an hour."
" I think you have the wrong number," I stammered.
"Is this the ***** house?"
I was gobsmacked.
"Yes...but,"
"Are you sure there's no one there I can talk to about this?" the voice insisited.
"Yes, I'm sure!" I found my voice rising in indignation,"it's the middle of the night! Now good night!" and I hurriedly replaced the receiver, as if it were dirty.

"Who was that?" croaked Himself as I crawled back into bed.
"That was Josie's Escort Agency," I announced somewhat accusingly.
I will spare you the conversation that followed but suffice to say we decided it must have been a prank set up by one of the 'friends' of No2 Son. I didn't really think Himself would be making bookings for 3am, if he was going to make any at all :-D

But the funniest part was what the human brain does with a sleep interruption like that. I went back to sleep and dreamed that there were teenage boys hiding under our bed who had been partying in our house and 'up to no good' with girls, until we arrived back unexpectedly and they had secreted themselves hurriedly to avoid parental detection! Himself, on the other hand, dreamed that 'Josie' had turned up at the house with a white cat and that our cat Pippin had 'made the call' and the white kitty was for him!!!! Apparently there had been some argument over who was to pay the bill. Himself was all for letting the cat pay for his own entertainment!!!

No2 Son went off to kill his friends in the morning.

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