morning I had a telephone call from someone, booking me for a
children's birthday party on Tuesday; in fact, the phone call woke me
Fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me – this
idiom could have been penned especially for me, although I was fooled
thrice with a birthday booking, not twice. But, it’s not going to happen
again. Sometimes I think that people mistake me for some kind of idiot.
I agreed to do the ‘party’ for Jimmy Burlesbury’s special day and the
caller, whoever it is (although I do know it’s a ‘she’), might think
that I’ve taken the bait again, the joke’s backfired on her, because I realised
that it’s April Fools Day. So I won’t be travelling to Atherstone,
wasting petrol, like last time, thank you very much!