There was a loud, insistent knock at the door and I ran down the stairs just in time to hear a van pulling away outside. Why did they never give you enough time?
I tore open the door, ready to scream all manner of obscenities at the departing driver, but something on the step caught my eye. It was a bunch of flowers, the kind of bunch I reckoned would burn a fairly substantial hole in 50 quid.
Who was sending me such an extravagant gift? I bent down to pick them up.
There was a small card attached to the flowers which would end the mystery. I picked it off and started to read.
It said: "We tried to deliver these flowers to you personally, but there was no one home."
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