Thank you for calling

BMJ 1995; 310 doi: (Published 01 April 1995) Cite this as: BMJ 1995;310:878
  1. Colin Douglas

    The calls went on for months: sporadic at first, then perhaps once or twice a week. Eventually they settled to a pattern. To be wakened most mornings between one and five becomes tedious. Whoever it was never said anything. There was breathing and sometimes a hesitant moan—or was it a chuckle? And it was definitely an old lady.

    There was an obvious suspect, a deluded Welshwoman whom I had met only once. A few years previously her husband had sought refuge in residential care. I had seen him and signed some forms, so was somehow implicated in a complex plot to deprive her of a vast inheritance. She was persistent, then even lawyers began to tire of her. Occasionally …

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