'Tis a sad tale.....but as true as I'm sitting standing here; I swear.
A couple of years ago, when I was 7 years old, I had two ambitions:
One was to be a telephone operator so that I could play with the cords and shout down the trumpet to people all over the World - and the other was to become Mrs. Lester Large.
When I was 15, I DID became an International Telephone Operator, shouting down my trumpet at people all over the World ("Are you Mr. Anthony Quayle?") and plugging & unplugging the cords in & out of the sockets like a woman possessed!
Sadly, the latter ambition has, to date, eluded me - but, while I have breath in my body, John Carlisle, you will remain at the top of my 'wish' list.
Well, you DID ask!
Starry x.