'Well, I've never had one of those phone calls before,' I exclaimed to Husband before relating it to him.
'Hello, Elizabeth Haindes?' (Said with northern Midlands accent.)
'Our computer brought your name oop as someone who has worked with industrial machinery in't past.'
'You've never worked with heavy machinery?'
End of phone call.
'He sounded so convinced he was right he had me doubting,' I said to Husband. 'Where would he have got my name from as someone who's worked with machinery?'
'It's a scam,' Husband said. 'They just phone people at random.'
'Really? But that's ... that's naughty.'
The closest I've come to industrial machinery is my rangemaster oven. I wonder if he meant that.