The only time I'm likely to get a call from the bank about unusual spending habits is if my missus doesn't buy anything for more than 48 hours.
I actually had a call earlier today from somebody about a problem with my Virgin internet. I explained in good old Anglo Saxon words that I don't have Virgin interest and I suggest they go away.
We were in Carrefour in Cité Europe in Calais and I picked up a 'special offers' flyer from the bottom of the supermarket trolley. Only later that evening, back home in Kent, did I notice that with the magazine there was also a sheaf of important tax documents. My wife, whose French is so much better than mine, phoned the chap up to tell him and say we'd post the papers to him next day.
He was falling over with gratitude, saying he'd retraced his steps between home and Carrefour three times. One good thing to come out of this: if it hadn't been for that brochure we would have never know about the existence of the red wine 'Chateau Arse'. We bought 6 bottles solely for the name.
I once had a genuine call from the bank about what they thought might be a suspicious transaction on my credit card. Actually it was me (an overseas payment which is unusual) but it's good that they asked.
Doncaster, South Yorkshire. Soil type: sandy, well-drained
Went into local shopping mall with friend. Was looking at a jumper with a white cotton collar,very popular at the moment. There was a lady next to me also looking at them, guessing she was 60s. I said I liked the style shame they only had beige or light brown. She said they were the only colours she wore. I said they would suit her because she had dark hair. Mine,you may not remember,dark blond at the back, white front. She looked me up and down,and told me I ought to dye my hair. Was rather taken aback. I thought that was rude, what about you lot?
Pansy, not sure if you were joking, either about it serves me right or you would tell a complete stranger they should dye their hair in order to suit one particular colour top. I had jobs either nursing or receptionist for over 50 years that involved talking to strangers. My hubby would agree with you, but he has socia and xenophobia. So it's his worst nightmare
I'm not making this up,but oddly I almost asked you if you were autistic. No one has slapped you yet then. I don't even make comments to friends on their appearance unless directly asked my opinion.
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Gardening in Central Norfolk on improved gritty moraine over chalk ... free-draining.
He was falling over with gratitude, saying he'd retraced his steps between home and Carrefour three times. One good thing to come out of this: if it hadn't been for that brochure we would have never know about the existence of the red wine 'Chateau Arse'. We bought 6 bottles solely for the name.