The further irony of locking myself out yesterday, was that I noticed only this afternoon, that my back door had been unlocked all along, since yesterday morning. So, I could have just climbed over the garden fence and got in. And so could have any burglars, murderers, psychos, sleepwalkers, Alzheimer's sufferers and bears. I won't be mentioning this to my mum. It's not so much that she'd be annoyed about having to come down with the keys, it's more the burglars, murderers etc. that would disturb her. Especially after last Christmas. We went to Brent Cross shopping centre for a bit of Christmas shopping and we returned several hours later to find the front door, wide open. My mother stood outside with Ky whilst I went in to check for burglars, murderers etc. with my mum shouting out helpful instructions such as "look in the fridge". My mum was horrified that I could overlook such a thing, and she didn't even know I'd also left the door open a few months before - luckily it was only a short trip to the post office.
Nowadays, when I leave my house, I look back at my front door at least a dozen times as I walk down the garden path. It's become quite annoying; it's turned into a bit of an OCD twitch.
Monday, 21 January 2008
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2 comments:
Oh stop it I can just imagine your mum telling you to look in the fridge. Question: Why?? Could it be a midget that is a burgular or murderer that has a fetish for fridges!!!! Then again you may be leaving the door open in hope that the sexy AXE man is there to ravish you when you get home!! Heres hoping hey!!!
Can you imagine me opening the fridge the next morning and a burgular midget passing me the milk! I don't think my strategy for finding a sexy axe man is working, I need to go back to placing an ad in the lonely hearts column in "Woodcutters Weekly".
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