I Say, I Say, I Say

How do you manage to lock your car keys in a central-locking car?
Together with your mobile [cell] phone, house keys...
...and 18 month-old daughter?

How do you explain to your husband, who is a 30 minute drive away, that you've managed the above and could he go home immediately to pick up the spare car keys?

Answers on a postcard please to my wife.

Thankfully India slept through the whole event, and apart from one upset and panicky Vicster -- who also managed to phone the police (who couldn't help) -- and one annoyed Nobby, no harm was done.

I'm sure in a few years time, we'll all look back and laugh about it.


[As an aside, this wasn't my Ginger Woman-esque superhero moment]