The Prize
It happened just after my thirty eighth birthday, in the May of 2004. We had a couple of messages left on our telephone answering machine asking us to call a number to claim a prize. Well, both my wife Jennifer, and I straight away thought it was a scam and just deleted the message. Then one evening while waiting for Jennifer to serve dinner the phone rang, “Hello?” “Ah, hello is that Mr Thorpe?” “Yes, who’s this?” I asked not recognising the voice, there was a -lot of people talking in the...