17-year-old granddaughter pulled a right one last night. Called out of the blue at 11.30 to say she'd 'forgotten her keys' and was locked out of her parents' house 20 miles from here, they being in London.
I can drive in any condition but I was almost certainly illegal if breathalysed; herself has poor eyesight and hates driving at night. Mostly though we hadn't been prepared for it in any way. Their house has lots of sheds and a back door that is never really locked, although there's an inner one that is. I told her heartlessly to sleep in the damn shed. Naturally she yelled a bit and hates us etc., but I was granite. I felt it would concentrate her mind in the matter of remembering her keys.
Half an hour later she rang up chortling to say she had climbed in through the building work being done on two sides of the house. Well, so I should think. You gotta be dumb not to be able to burgle your own gaff, knowImean?
She's 18 in a couple of days. If I could afford it I'd give her a set of professional lock-picks on a golden chain.
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