Wednesday, 9 November 2011

My Daughter Makes Late Night Phone Calls. She Is 2 And A Half.

It is 9pm-ish. The telephone rings at Green Dad HQ.

Me: Hello?

Caller: Hello Sir, is everything all right? This is police headquarters and we’ve had a number of 999 calls from this number.

Me: Er, what?

Caller: 999 calls. We’re just checking everything’s OK.

Me: Ah. We have a toddler. And a phone in the spare room next to hers. Sorry about that.

Caller: I see, sir. This isn’t the first time, is it? Could I just take your details…

Me: Sigh…

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