11.45pm.

[whatho]

11.45pm's definitely too late for the 'phone to be ringing. Even if you're forewarned. Which I wasn't.

ETA. I've just noticed it's a year to the day since Lotus died. I don't know why I remember that when I can't generally remember when my various grandparents died. There we are. I miss Lotus rather, which isn't to say I don't miss my grandparents too. It's been one of my least favourite twelve months on the whole, without anything calamitous actually happening. Which is annoying. If you can't be happy when your house hasn't flooded and an anvil hasn't fallen on your chest, when can you?

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[lolabobs.livejournal.com]

Again?

See, even if your brother doesn't accept the unpleasantness of late night calls, the caller should.

[whatho.livejournal.com]

You'd think. I don't actually know if it's the same caller, but I assume my brother's told them it's fine to 'phone at that sort of hour. I was in bed this time. I guessed what was going on but I still made a point of staggering blearily downstairs to mumble 'What? What?' at him.