I met Jill an elderly friend at the car boot sale:
"Hello Jill, nice to see you. Have you found any bargains?"
"I just bought this number thirty house number."
"That's nice. Do you live at number thirty Jill?"
"Why'd you buy a number thirty then?"
"I am going to sell it."
"Do you know anyone who lives at number thirty?"
"No, but I know someone who lives at number twenty nine."
"You could sell it to their next door neighbour."
"She died last week."
"Oh, that's a shame."
"Anyway, She was number thirty one so that wouldn't work."
"Oh well, I'm sure there are lots of number thirty houses in England. You are bound to sell it eventually."
"I might hang onto it for a while."
"Good luck with it anyway Jill. I hope you make a profit. See you soon.
"Bye John. Do you know anyone who lives at number thirty?"
"No sorry. Bye love."