On Valentine's day I had a random missed call from a landline on my mobile. How exciting, I thought, a mystery admirer desperately trying to call me on the day of love. Being hungover and wanting to watch the repeat of American Idol while eating cheesey, beany toast, I didn't call them back and just forgot about it. Until today when I decided to google the number (yes, it's going to be that kind of day) and found it was the Scottish Labour Party in Dumfries. Obviously.
Now whether they wanted to declare their unrequited love for me or propose a glittering career in Dumfriesshire I do not know, a lesson for everyone, I believe, to answer their phones.