So, wake up this morning to a distressed phone call. Sheena has locked her keys, purse, phone and books in her car. Somehow she put her keys down on the backseat gathering her books and whatnot and had pressed lock in the meantime. A sudden gust of wind as she stood away from the door and bang, door closed, car locked, her life trapped inside. I, having been a guest in her Cork gaff for the past few days, tell her Ill be there in no time to help. I gather myself and head downstairs. Walking out the door and low and behold its locked. No key and no hope, I panic. Thinking Id never fit out the window I open it to measure up and decide to chance it. So, with bag in hand and looking rough I hop out the window, to be seen of course by no less than about five muggles. I race to the car and am on my way. Eventually. Your man in prison break has nothing on me.
Posted on: Fri, 18 Oct 2013 10:39:28 +0000
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