Backyard Adventure

[taimatsu]

Rikk 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!

Comments

[goodqueenmolly.livejournal.com]

Poor you, glad it wasn't any longer than 20 minutes getting cold. We have snow here, so I hope it wasn't that bad there *love*

[taimatsu]

Nono, cold and windy but not that bad! :)

[fluffymark]

waaaaah that's not good. not good at all. waaaaaaah! :(

However, I think one time I mananged to do even worse than that. It's sufficently long ago I can laugh about it now.

A few years back, when I lived in Leyton, my bedroom had a slightly dodgy doorhandle. One morning when I got up, the doorhandle came off in my hand. And I couldn't get it back on. And no matter what I did, and how hard i tried, I couldn't open my bedroom door. I was trapped in my bedroom. No phone to contact anyone, and my housemate was out. Aft3er screaming for a bit, I looked at the window. I was ground floor fortunately, and the upper window opened, so somehow I managed to squeeze out of the upper window and out into the back garden. Wearing a dressing gown. Hmmmm. Now, I had my front door key with me, but the not the back door key, so I was stuck out back in my dressing gown. I shouted to the neighbours but they didn't hear me. So with nothing else to do, I climbed the fence into various neighbours back gardens and banged on their back doors until some kind soul answered and let me through to the front. So I got back to my place via the front door, and thought it was all over. Not quite. A few minutes later, the POLICE knocked on my door, and interrogated me as various people had phoned them complaining of an intruder in their back gardens. I spent a long time tryint to prove to them who i was and that I actually lived there, and eventually they accepted that. But it was all a bit scary, and the neighbours looked at me very funny forever afterwards. Aaargh!

[fluffymark]

Oh, and are you free on Wednesday evening? I was going to call today, but stuff happened and it's a bit late now!

[angeoverhere.livejournal.com]

I hate situations like that. Remind me to tell you sometime about the time I got myself locked out on my own roof!

[taimatsu]

I have texted you about this :)

[fluffymark]

Yes I got your text. I kept trying to call you but no answer. What's the plan? *confused*

[taimatsu]

Both you and Robert want to come over on the same evening. I need to work out if one of you can do Thursday instead. If not, you could both come on Wednesday. I think I will send a joint email to sort this out :)