Hi Butch!
Our telephones are not automatic and we sometimes get wrong numbers. For instance, when I asked for the number of our butcher, a voice replied, “Doctor So-and-so speaking.” “Oh, I’m sorry,”
I said in confusion. “The exchange has given me the wrong butcher.” He took it rather well, I thought.
Moonlight
Getting bored
An acquaintance of mine was telling her son for the umpteenth time, “Next year, when you start at varsity, you’ll have to pay some board.” “Okay, Mum, okay,” he replied, “but surely you won’t mind if I come home for the holidays.”
T.A.M.
Aussie turns on the heat
The year before last, we took our young children for a summer holiday to Australia. The weather in New Zealand was warm and sunny, but we were…
