Reality check as Kalgoorlie Intrudes

"Is that your phone?" Norma asks.
"Is it?" I've changed the ring tone without knowing, but the sound is coming from my bag.
"Hello"
"Is that Lynda?"
I answer, and listen while a disembodied lady's voice from Grow (Government Housing) in Kalgoorlie apologies for phoning while I'm on holiday, but she thought I'd like to know I have a house inspection on the 23 July.
"When's that?" I ask.
"Wednesday" she replies, and continues, "they've written saying, due to a very busy workload the date/time is not negotiable, and if you can't be there they will use their master key."
Isn't it funny how the tone of a letter can make you annoyed. Of course I won't be there on a Wednesday morning and really it doesn't matter if I'm there or not. What does matter is that Chardy is not found inside.
So all I have to do is clean up a bit and put the dog outside.

Nothing to worry about at all......Well about that I'll keep you posted.