Often, when I hear the phone ring, I will mutter under my breath, who on earth is it this time ?
I am actually quite a gregarious person, but my home is my castle as well as my church.
One of the reasons I like my mobile is that I can see **who** is calling me.
I hate not knowing who is going to be on the line. All too often , despite being ex-directory and registered not to receive direct-selling calls, it is the phone equivalent of junk mail ;-(
Anyway, to cut to the chase.....
I had a call from the DH to say he has arrived safely at Le Mans, Glory to God. What a relief.
Strangely, though he works away a lot, and we are used to him being away for a few nights at at time, it is knowing that he is in Britain and can get home in about an hour and a quarter if necessary that makes all the difference.
Knowing he is in France makes him seem very, very far away indeed, and we are all missing him :-(