Backyard Adventure
Sunday, 21 January 2007 07:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
taimatsuRikk came over this afternoon about half-three to film some juggling and other groovy stuff in our back garden. It all went well - we were out there from about 4, spent a good 45 minutes fiddling with things, taping stuff, getting it wrong, trying again, and we came up with a good tape in the end. And then we turned to go back into the house.
And then we realised that one of my housemates, no idea who, had locked us out in the back garden. There is no way to open that door from the outside. There's no way round to the front of the house. There's no other route in. And they'd all bloody gone out so no-one heard us banging on things.
Eventually we spotted a light on two houses down and attracted the attention of a nice chap with a toddler son, who sympathised and made various helpful suggestions. In the end his sister who lives in the downstairs flat two houses down was able to come home and open their back door to let us through to the street, whereupon we went down to Rikk's. We'd spent about twenty minutes being very cold by that point.
Lucy made me hot chocolate and I curled up in a blanket to watch programmes about sharks and meerkats, and just now I decided I should see if anyone was in here. I came armed with a note to shove through the door just in case, but my new housemate Abdul was in after all and was suitably stunned when he heard what had happened.
Anyway, I'm home now, that's the main thing. I need to get a box of chocolates for the folks at number 65 - one that will fit through the letterbox!
And then we realised that one of my housemates, no idea who, had locked us out in the back garden. There is no way to open that door from the outside. There's no way round to the front of the house. There's no other route in. And they'd all bloody gone out so no-one heard us banging on things.
Eventually we spotted a light on two houses down and attracted the attention of a nice chap with a toddler son, who sympathised and made various helpful suggestions. In the end his sister who lives in the downstairs flat two houses down was able to come home and open their back door to let us through to the street, whereupon we went down to Rikk's. We'd spent about twenty minutes being very cold by that point.
Lucy made me hot chocolate and I curled up in a blanket to watch programmes about sharks and meerkats, and just now I decided I should see if anyone was in here. I came armed with a note to shove through the door just in case, but my new housemate Abdul was in after all and was suitably stunned when he heard what had happened.
Anyway, I'm home now, that's the main thing. I need to get a box of chocolates for the folks at number 65 - one that will fit through the letterbox!
