The telephone order

“That’s no problem sir, we’ve got all the items of your order in stock and will be able to get it to you early next week.

Now if you can just let me have your address.

I’m sorry can you spell the name of the town please.

M-I-D-S-O-M-E-R   N-O-R-T-O-N

That’s an unusual name, it sounds like a really nice place, better sounding than SLOUGH where we are.

I'm sorry, can you hear that noise?.  That’s another 747 taking off from runway one and that’s with reinforced, soundproofed, double glazing.  I don’t know what you can see from your shop window, but looking out the window next to my desk, I can see for miles along the M4 which is just 50 yards away.  Apart from the constant traffic noise 24 hours a day, I leave here at the end of the day smelling like a dirty exhaust pipe from the fumes.

What’s it like in M-I-D-S-O-M-E-R   N-O-R-T-O-N ?”

Not bad at all, if I look straight out of the window I can see the bridge that crosses the river from the road to the pavement in front of the shops.  Looking to my right I can see my dog curled up next to the river, pretending to be asleep, but she’s actually keeping an eye on the ducks swimming around.

The main road is quite busy today.  That’s the fourth car in the past hour, no sorry another one has just gone by, that’s five.  Must be something going on.

Over to my left a council water wagon has just pulled up to water the flower displays hanging from all the lampposts.  Hang on a minute and I’ll just hold the phone over to the door.  Did you hear that ?

Birds, they make one hell of racket with all their chirping.

Hello, hello.  Oh dear he’s hung up.

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