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louisa
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Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Into the valley of death rode the six hundred (or so people who have either called to look for my Dad or called my mobile to look for my Mum).

Maybe I should make my voice chipmunky over the phone in future.
So that I won't get things like:

"Is this Mrs Lee I'm speaking to?"

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAT!?"

"A-Are you Mrs Lee?"

"... No."

-_-