midwife's muse

This morning I got one of 'those phone calls'. You know the sort - 'Hi, I'm calling on behalf of Timeshare coldcalling inc. and I'm pleased to tell you that you have won a 7 nights stay, all flights and accomodation paid for, holiday to......... just phone this number and they will tell you all about it. Congratulations.' I was just on my out at the time so I just expressed my undying gratitude and put the phone down. Got back late afternoon and the phone rang, again. 'Hello, this is just a courtesy call to see how you got on when you phoned the winners line.' I explained that I had only just got in and was told that I should phone quickly as the lines would close in half an hour and I would have missed out on my free holiday. Now, further to my previous entry where I said I was starting to regret that we wouldn't be having a holiday, I had been giving my 'win' careful thought. I had made the executive decision that I would take them up on the offer, I could spend half a day listening to their talk and drinking their alcohol whilst in sunnier climes. ( they hadn't said that this would happen but I'm an old hand at this now, so I had read between the lines). I phoned up and exchanged information with the person at the other end of the line, if you have seen Abigails Party then you will know what she sounds like. After 15 minutes of talk about where we could travel to, how many we could take with us, she said that they would like to meet us first to finalise arrangements, in Maidenhead. My brain whirred into gear, I've heard this before, only it was Windsor last time and I lost nearly a whole precious day of my life, with no holiday at the end of it. ' Do I have to come to receive my holiday', 'You AND your husband have to come', Alison Stedman sound-a-like replied. 'I have to decline then', I responded. End of little fantasy. Oh well, I was philosophical but now I'm sad, even sadder than I was before they rang this morning. I DISLIKE INTENSELY TIMESHARE COMPANIES. 

1.7.04 19:30