Dom Davis (The Blog)

On Sunday, just as we were getting ready for squash, The Zozos phone rang. She didn’t get to it in time, ended up throwing the phone across the room as she lunged for it and missed the call. The number was withheld so we just did the whole “If it’s important they’ll phone back” thing.

On the way to the car my phone beeped. New voice mail for my brother. Almost exactly the same time Zos phone beeps. She’s also got voice mail. Before either of us can check it a text pops up on my phone. My brother: call him as soon as I can.

I’ve been here before. Nothing generates a flurry of voicemail and texts like a death in the family. My Grandmother had suffered a fatal heart attack which was one hell of a shock and once again it was my poor old brother having to dish out the news while I stood there in the middle of the carpark looking shellshocked.

So yes. The adage is true. If it’s important they will call back. Just pray they don’t.