I have a mobile phone for emergencies like me falling over in the middle of nowhere or mother falling over anywhere (she doesn't have the number, I'm not that stupid).
So when it goes off in the middle of the night I usually panic.
Last night's message which I deleted, (stupid me deleting blog fodder) was a cracker.
Apparently Miss S had given Mr M the big A and he was trying to find out what he did or was she just playing games. Language was a bit aggressive so I called Mr M a few names and deleted.
An hour later there's another message from Mr M to Miss S, which was more gentlemanly and soppy and begging. So I thought I'd better put him out of his misery. I sent a text (I will not use texted) back to say he was sending to the wrong number.
Half an hour goes by and then it's "Who is this"
Fifteen minutes later, (shut up, it takes me that long to find the alphabet to send proper English) I answered. "A sixty year old Grandmother".
Two minutes later, "srry love".
Sweet mystery of life. Did Miss S deliberately give him a wrong number? Did Mr M punch the wrong keys and keep doing it? Did they every meet up and make up? Why did I delete the first message, it would have given me a clue?