The phone rings while I am at work. “This is Lucy from Pets at Home. Just checking to see how your hamster is settling in.”
I suppress a sigh. This is the third time someone from the company has called - usually in the middle of my working day - to asked our hamster’s health.
I am thinking about committing a crime. Just a small crime, nothing that would really hurt anyone. Like maybe selling an alcoholic beverage to a 17-and-a-half-year-old. Or importing some Polish potatoes to the UK without notifying the authorities (I kid you not, this is a genuine law, which came into effect in 2004).