Is there anything more frustrating than being locked out? And knowing that the things that would stop you being locked out are less than a metre away? Except you can’t get them because there’s a rather large wooden door and a hard brick wall in the way?
Yes, I forgot my key on Wednesday. And I wouldn’t be able to get back in the house until my mum came home, at about 7.30. So there I was, outside my house, with the prospect of waiting for three hours.
I thought I might as well make it worthwhile, so I went up to the Co-op and bought a copy of PCGamer. I read that for about an hour.
Meanwhile, over the road, loads of people were filing into a garden for some kind of fireworks spectacular. I though, why not? So I joined the queue (nobody knew me), and wactched the show. I left before the end, taking some bbq food with me. =]
Still over an hour to go. So I went for a walk. Back up to the coop, and bought a small tin of sardines, and a bread roll. Back outside my house, I made a (fairly messy) sardine sandwich.
Was good.