" OK Brian who is this fellow?" A chap by the name of Billy Radak, he's been off crook, had a bad dose of appendicitis, he worked out at Sullivan's mi...ll, when he got crook Sullivan replaced him with someone else so young Billy's out of a job." I know Billy, he was in hospital the same time as I was, do you know where he lives?" Yes, he and Sally bought the old Simpson place out on the Spring Hill road." OK Brian let's go talk to him and see if he's interested in working for us."I told Jess. Ab mai story pe aata hun , mere ek bahut hi khas dost ki sister ki shaadi thi , shaadi uske home town Gorakhpur (UP) men thi , barat Azamgarh (UP) se aane vaali thi , mai vaha baarat aane se pehle se pahuch gaya tha aur hum 5 friends shaadi ka arrangements dekh rahe the , 9 baje ke kareeb baarat aa gayi, baarat abhi venue ke bahar hi thi aur kai baarati dance kar rahe the ussi ke beech men meri nazar Meenu pe pari Musturd colour ki saree men thi meri jaan , chocolate colour ki lipstick man kar. If they heard me, they didn’t show it.As I stepped up to the table, the girls greeted me with smiles.“Sign in and then pick a number from the jar!”I picked up the pen and then cursed when I saw Carl’s rough handwriting.Bastard!Admittedly, I hadn’t even considered that they’d keep the name. I scanned the auditorium but they’d already disappeared through a side door. I decided it wasn’t going to be worth the effort. Technically, they were more like the original band than we were, anyway. Even if. By the time I reached it, I was up to my waist, each wave threatening to knock me flying. I staggered back to the shallows and rummaged inside, frantically searching for my mobile phone. Who the hell were you supposed to contact in a situation like this? The coastguard, wasn’t it? What number did you have to use? I had no idea–calling the coastguard was something I’d never thought I’d need to do. But as I stared at the phone, I realised that not knowing what number to call was the least of my.