It WAS a mistake by the Housesitting Agency. I called today and spoke to Harriet, who giggled and said “What a silly mare I am. I must have phoned you by accident. I meant to phone the Joneses, and your names are very close to each other in the alphabet.”
I said “No they’re not, my name’s Chesworth”
She giggled and said “Well, I must have looked the number up under the house owners name”
I said “I doubt it. They’re called Bannerman, that’s even further away”
She giggled and said “What a silly mare”
There are many things I could have called her, but ‘silly mare’ would not be one of them.
Anyway, I shared the whole affair with Philippa tonight and she said “I wish you’d told me about the message last night. I thought this relationship was being based on honesty and open-ness?”
I said “Well, I didn’t want to worry you unnecessarily”
She said “But now, until I learn to trust you completely again, I’ll be thinking that you might be keeping something else from me, so in that regard you ARE causing me unnecessary worry”
And that was the end of that for the evening.
So now I’m sitting on my own trying to work out which was the worst thing to hit my ears today - Harriet’s giggle or Philippa’s silence.
RC 9-10-14
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