Haha, I'm reminded of the time Claire gave me "her" phone number and I called, only to reach Reception at Buckingham Palace. That was funny.
I was so caught off guard that the Administrative Assistant became very impatient and said, "sir, what is the purpose of your call?" and all I could come up with was, "I've got a 20 kilos of C4 strapped to me and I want to speak to Jesus!"
Yep . . . government watch list . . .