The curious case of the locked door

So it turns out the big M is officially an idiot.

We went for a walk this afternoon as I wanted to try out my bike (nifty, huh?!)


When we got home at my supper time we couldn’t get the front door open and the big D’s in London, so no help there. Unfortunately the big M had left her phone, wallet and car keys in the house so we were literally sans anything useful. We decided not to panic and walked up the drive to see if our neighbours could help.

Of course the door opened first time… The reason – lets just say it helps if you turn the knob.