In case anyone wonders why we haven't returned calls recently, we don't have a functioning phone line at home. Pick up our handset and all you hear is a strange loud buzzing noise, accompanied by the demented cliicking of a horde of crickets. Or something similar. We can dial, it seems to ring, but we can't actually hear anything the other end says. So people may find some strange buzzing cricket has left messages on their answering machines. Or maybe all you guys hear is heavy breathing and rude words as I try to work out if anyone has answered. Sorry Jules, that would be me, not your local phone-job artist.
It isn't our phone- we've tried a variety. It must be the line. And for some strange reason it snapped back to normality at breakfast this morning, when the trucking company rang, and then went all weird again later. So maybe you can ring us? Telstra are supposed to be coming to look at things tomorrow... or maybe Wednesday... which really translates as "we'll be there when we feel like it, and you'd better be home waiting".
And no, we can't just use our mobiles, because we live in one of the many mobile blackspots that the 3G network was supposed to address. Apparently "anywhere" in Telstra-speak means anywhere in a capital city.
Bloody Telstra.
I'm so glad I'm a shareholder in such a quality company.
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