Sandwich just set a new blog, nay, life record, replying to my text – and that’s not the incredible part – in under two minutes. Twenty minutes of grinning like an idiot later, I reply, and drop my phone into my bag.
It’s probably a friend, or TescoMobile, or…
Sandwich. He’s ‘looking forward to Friday’.
I think of something Flatmate said to me the other day:
‘When it’s something, you won’t be sitting around wondering why the guy hasn’t texted back…’
For the record, I don’t do that.
‘… because he’ll be texting you.’
I do a little skip on the pavement.