five pounds

five pounds a month. a good deal! five pounds a month paid to bt allows me unlimited phone calls (within reason) to the good old us of a.
actually, i wonder what they mean by 'within reason'. i have had no problems as yet, so i guess my phone usage must fall within bt's definition of reasonable. there is probably some small print somewhere on the contract which explains the exact damn meaning of 'within reason'. i am not much given to reading the small print, i am in dire need of new and stronger glasses, small print reading requires too much concentration, much squinting and then...
well ... reading is one thing, understanding is quite another.

anyway... five pounds a month allows herself and myself to communicate, verbally... on a comfortingly regular basis.
it helps...
to be able to call and share small triumphs, big worries, amusing anecdotes. sometimes we chatter away incessantly, at other times we will enjoy long silences. enough to know that the beloved is on the other end of the long, long, transatlantic line.
of course i would rather be in her physical presence, i would rather be holding her close, breathing her in ...
but... the comfort of easy communication should never be underestimated.
i have her voice and if i am honest, i must admit that i fell in love with her voice long before i ever met her!