Posted on | October 4, 2009 | 1 Comment
Red-faced man:I’m looking for a 1945 Who’s Who. I had a copy of it myself, but it disappeared.
Emily: Oh dear.
Red-faced man: Just disappeared. Not stolen. It was there one evening and the next morning it was gone. There was no break-in, all the windows and doors were locked.
Emily: How strange.
Red-faced man: My house has very creaky stairs, and the Who’s Who was upstairs, and my wife is a light sleeper, and so she would have heard anyone coming in to the house in the night. But it was gone in the morning. And they’re not valuable, are they?
Emily: Not very, no.
Red-faced man: So, there you go. Disappeared.
Emily: Very odd.
Red-faced man: Yes, well that happens sometimes. I’ve had it happen to two other books.
Emily: Leave us your name and number. If it appears here we can give you a call.