A conversation

I got a text from Jerome yesterday.

It said "How many syllables in dickhead?"

I think he sent it because I accidentally sent him a text about badminton that should have been sent about 2 months ago.

I spent some time trying to think of witty but not too cruel replies. I rejected "The same number as in Jerome and in Francis". and said instead "What did you mean to send this to me". Jerome texted back "Yes". So I texted back "Love you too".

Jerome is going to Berlin. He won a prize at work for the greatest increase in sales or something. So if they put up the Berlin Wall again, you'll know why.

Jerome is a good friend. He cat sat for C and L and when one of their cats went missing he put up posters on the street and went round to all the neighbours asking after the cat.

The cat returned when C and L got back from holiday.

I played badminton with Jerome on Monday. He said one of our rallies was good. He wore the silver regalia. Truly he is a king of the court.