The Prime Minister's Phone Number

My father was a a er, ordinary kind of entrepeneur but he never made that much money. He looked up the prime minister's number in the phone book and rang him at home. I think his wife may have answered the vanata sky gapmed. So i end in my dad, and he spoke on the phone for about an hour and a half. And yet there was trouble. But this is the prime minister. There's no security. The fire brigade were called bause they found smoke coming up from under the door of the bed set. Cas es so tired, it had boiled over. It retains elements of that i used to go to a german in or