Purple House Pink Tree

It was my Auntie Paulette's twentieth birthday today. She doesn't look a day over eighty.

I phoned her (on an actual telephone) and she didn't pick it up (cos she doesn't trust telephones) so I sang Happy Birthday to her through the loud speaker onto her telephone message recorder thingy.

Seems Auntie Paulette got the message cos she called my sister right away to acknowledge the sentiment. My sister was somewhat confused, but managed to eventually twig and then play along. She's legend now, is my sister.

That's me out of the will.