"Hallo pet. Alone? Good, it's me"
Kingsley Amis, The Evans Country
In Spring, a young man's fancy turns to love
Others aim less high
Instead of roses, Valentines and stuff,
I flick through my book of phone numbers to try
"Hiya love, it's Dai - just you at home?"
Nervously she giggles in reply.
She says she can't talk on the telephone,
Scared someone's listening on the sly.
She banters but does nothing to resist
"You devil you": she knows her Dai
We arrange a midnight tryst:
The husband's working nights, and so am I.
Martin Locock, 2000
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