Having got home from work at about 12:45 this morning; safe in the knowledge that April Fools Day was upon us, it was impossible not to take up a prank.
The premise was simple, the response was exceptional.
After toying with the idea of phantom pregnancies of friends, we decided a simpler concept was a burglary. Our house, to the knowledge of Hannah and Tanya (the Woodside WAGs), had been broken into, ransacked and purged of valuables. We then rang Fax, waking him up but warning him to expect a phonecall in the next five minutes or so. The panic was exceptional. Couldn't have gone better.
Matt may have taken it a bit far when he claimed that the fish was dead on the floor. What criminal is really that sadistic?
By all accounts, he probably would be.
