“How nice of you to call me, my beloved nephew!

Oh, I’m afraid you cannot come over with your friend Steve.

I’m not at home at the moment. I’m in Italy, on holiday.

What a pity!

I would have been delighted to meet Steve, I have seen the picture of him in your company and he looks so charming!

Don’t worry about me, I’m perfectly well and Tom takes good care of me. He sings all the time however, and he’s a bit noisy, but the villa is big so I can always find a little peace in my room.

Give my best regards to Stevie, good bye, Frimpong dear!”