One day after Pete flies to Perth for 3 weeks, and I get a call from some mysterious guy who I 'supposingly' had one date with -- about 6-7 years ago. Which by the way, wasn't really a date... we only went out for ice cream.
I don't remember his name, what he looks like... nothing.
And least of all do I recall how he got my number. He doesn't either. He was just going through his old address book when he came across my number and decided to give a try anyway.
The call lasted for quite a bit. Until my mobile ran out of battery.
I can't remember the last time I've talked to someone over the phone for that long (conference calls from work are not included).
Or possibily even had such a long conversation with another person.
It has been a long while...