What are the chances of that?.
A couple of weeks ago we were on our anual company holiday. This year we went to Devon. We sat on Beer beach for a bit, a good sized pebbly beech.
Anyway, for no good reason I thought I'd write my phone number on a pebble and chuck it down the beech. Who's going to find it? There's millions of them, but you never know, it could be the start of an adventure!
Yesterday I got this text:
No way! Someone's found the pebble, and not only that they've texted the number on it. Would I do that?
So after a couple of texts to establish neither of us are mental (sort of a shame, but we'll see) Paul the finder is going to post it back to our office.
Never thought I'd see that again.