Meerka, my NC was around 25 yrs ago. Caller-i.d. didn't exist then. And yes she called, and did loads of other attention seeking things too, but they petered out in a few short months when she saw I was serious and not "biting" to any drama bait. I changed phone number back then, once. The new number was ex-directory (secret). Anyone given my new number then had strict instructions that it couldn't get back to my mum or dad. About 18 yrs or so ago caller-i.d. came in, and I have just filtered my calls that way since then. She has tried to reel me in various times, I just don't bite. I think that's the important....never take the bait they leave out.
I have never told anyone outside my very immediate family this story, I hope it's not derailing or out of place.
When I was living abroad, and she had no idea of even what my address was at that point (this is about 18 yrs in to NC), she got in touch with the Salvation Army in the UK and reported me as a missing person, from a loving caring family, who had just lost touch with their much beloved daughter/sister when she had moved to another country and an address book with important details got lost.
Now this was horrendous (and quite funny too) as the country I live in now is very big on personal privacy. Anyway the UK Salvation Army got in touch with the Salvation Army in this country. But no council or government body here will give out names and addresses at all, it's not like in the UK where the voters register and other things are public knowledge. Anyway, the salvation army in this country engaged the services of a lawyer/solicitor with a very strict privacy agreement in place, and that lawyer was able to get my name and address from my local council and contacted me to tell me my loving mother was searching high and low for me.
The "search" for me took 18 months from my mum starting it in the UK to me getting the lawyers letter here. They did an awful lot of work. All on a pro-bono, humanitarian, voluntary basis. Imagine the look on that poor lawyer blokes face when I called him up the next day, and explained I wasn't lost. I had just disowned my mother 18 yrs previous, as she well fucking knew. I told the lawyer that all my siblings, most of them live within walking distance of my mother, all have my address, phone number and contact details and all of them are in contact with me fairly regularly. And my mother knows all that. She will always ask sibs etc to share photos or tell things about me or my life.
She just loves the drama of being able to tell her new unwitting friends victims who don't know the backstory, about her lost beloved daughter, who she misses so much, who just got mysteriously lost in a move abroad. And how she, the loving mother, hired in international rescue, a.k.a The salvation army who work for free across the globe, to find the poor lost mite who was no doubt pining for her mammy dearest.
So no, she never just let me slip into a quiet, peaceful NC, she tried lots of weird and wonderful things, but I refused to bite to her bait(s) and managed on the whole for it to be drama-free. It was just a question of remaining a 100% resolute and not showing any chinks in my armour.
I hope none of that was inappropriate to the thread.