"Why on earth would somebody be calling me internationally?" I wondered.
Usually I just ignore calls when I don't recognize the number, figuring if it's important enough to warrant a phone call (over email), they'll leave a voicemail. I answered though, because it was cool that it was international.
It turned out to be Sir Orchard, calling from this tent in the English countryside, and it was midnight there:
(originally uploaded by dunstanorchard)
Turns out he he was giving his new tent its inaugural use, but couldn't fall asleep and decided to ring a random entry in his addressbook. What a pleasant surprise!
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