Walking to my car yesterday I was on the other side of the road to another person who I didn’t take much notice of. However, it turned out she had a really loud piercing voice, and despite the several meters distance between us I couldn’t help but hear every word of her side of the conversation she was having on her mobile phone. By the time her voice started to fade (I was walking significantly faster than her) I slowed to catch the rest of it:
Is Michelle there?
Well, Chantalle’s been telling everyone that Christine is pregnant, but she isn’t.
Yeah, but now Steve has found out and Christine is really angry. You haven’t seen Chantalle have you? Christine is looking for her and she’s going to kill her. I need to find her first.
Ok, well tell your mum that I’ll be around in a couple of minutes.
Up to the last line I’d assumed she was a 16-year-old girl. I had a surreptitious glance in her direction. She was older than me, and I assume her two friends are too.
I’d love to be a fly on the wall when Christine eventually does catch up with Chantalle.
I heard a woman on the radio talking about her book the other day. Basically it’s all stuff she’s overheard walking around brighton and travelling on public transport
http://www.helpinthecity.com/buymybook.htm
Great name by the way 🙂
Why thank you. Your name is nothing to be sniffed at either.