Woohoo – a win after a very lean spell and a very nice prize too, a spa day for mum and myself.
It was quite an odd competition. It was with Virgin Radio. I registered via their website a few weeks ago. It is in association with Orange phone networks and is promoting their new magic number offer. You had to nominate who would be your magic number and why. If you were chosen you’d have to prove how well you knew that person.
I nominated my mum (why? Because it’s always handy to have someone with all the answers at your beck and call!)
So yesterday I got the call from Virgin (off air) to say was I up to see if I could win us a spa day. I had to phone mum and without letting on it was a competition make her say a phrase they’d give me, and by the wonders of technology they could record the conversation.
So an hour later “I” phone mum, from the kitchen and have to make her say….Cornish postman. Well there’s a phrase from everyday life!
Mum answered the phone here in the study, I think she thought I was winding her up. It isn’t unusual for me to phone her from another room – hey, we all find entertainment in different ways.
Spookily or fate, however you see it, I knew Jean’s diaries were on my desk and the top one, the first I am transcribing is ‘To The West’ and in the very front is a map showing their route in Cornwall. So I asked her to look at that. She sounded bemused as I started wittering about how Jean received letters on holiday – wasn’t that odd and how did it happen.
“They have postmen in Cornwall you know!” was the befuddled reply.
“Really? Down there in the 1950s” I replied, come on Mum.
“Of course!” she said. “They had Cornish postmen just like they had Welsh and Scottish…”
AIRHORN “You’re a winner!”
Poor Mum! But she she was soon relived that (a) her daughter hadn’t totally lost it and (b) we’d won a great prize!
This morning I was phoned at 6:45am to ‘appear’ on the Breakfast Show (I’m becoming a radio regular!) and they played our entry and confirmed our win. Great fun!
I cannot wait to be pampered. They may need to physically remove me from the spa!
What a fantastic birthday present for you!
Posted by: Marjory | 19 September 2006 at 09:20 PM
I heard your Mum this morning as I was driving to work. I caught the tail end of it!!! spooky
Posted by: Pete | 19 September 2006 at 09:22 PM
Catching the tail end of my Mum sounds quite frightening!
Posted by: Beki | 19 September 2006 at 09:30 PM
Wow, congratulations - I don't think I could get someone to randomly say "Cornish Postmen" on cue without them knowing!
Hope you and your mum have a gorgeously relaxing time at your spa day. :)
Posted by: Claire | 20 September 2006 at 08:46 AM
Oh, very well done! If you can, have an Indian head massage,they're ace.
Posted by: Thursday | 20 September 2006 at 11:47 AM
I am prepared to beg to be taken instead of your Mum. Please. Pretty please.
Posted by: Cherrypie007 | 20 September 2006 at 10:35 PM
Wow, well done! Have fun on your spa day :-)
I could never have got my Mum to say that, she would have told me to stop being daft and hung up LOL
Posted by: Kate | 21 September 2006 at 06:25 PM
I'm going to try to get my Ma to say that now. Just to see if I can :).
Posted by: Ally | 21 September 2006 at 09:35 PM