A kitchen that looks like a man has been in it for a few hours (oh sorry- this is true), three children doing their own thing on Saturday morning without Mummy reminding them about homework, reading and brushing their teeth, leaving the Sudocrem alone etc ............ and a lone white telephone on the kitchen table.
(In case you wonder, I was running around an astro-pitch at Glamorgan University Sports Ground and had left the house early and proceeded through permafrost towards Treforest to play hockey).
Imagine the same phone ringing later that morning and my nearest/dearest answering it with his usual cheery "Good Morning! although he may have had to hunt for the phone amongst the bloated cheerios, toast crumbs and Marmite, but needless to say - it was answered.
The conversation apparently went a bit like this.....
- Nearest/Dearest - "Good Morning!"
- Policeman (Cool Tone)- "Good Morning - we have received a 999 Distress call from this number."
- Nearest/Dearest - (Pause with likely thought of "Oh F***) - Oh.......?
- Policeman (Still Cool) - "Yes - can you confirm that you do not require this service Sir?
- Nearest/Dearest - "No, sorry, we have no emergency at this number, it must have been my daughter. Sorry"
- Policeman - "OK, I need to confirm your Name and Address"
- Nearest/Dearest confirmed details, apologised again and the conversation ended.
When I found out, I immediately asked whether we were going to be fined but it would appear that on this occasion (our first ever and last hopefully) we have escaped what appears to be legitimate fine.
You will be pleased to hear that the phone is being relocated immediately to ensure no further calls can be made to jeopardise those who really need it.
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