So me and Claes have had a very interesting, action packed afternoon. The babies were sleeping and we went upstairs so I could show him all the building work we have had done. Little did I know that the builder had fit the door catch, without a handle and so when we went into the spare room, the door closed behind us and locked us in! We searched in the room for something to open the door with, to no avail. We were trapped, we had no mobile phones with us and due to the torrential rain outside the neighbours were nowhere to be seen. I started to panic and could just imagine the babies down in the basement crying, feeling all alone. It was awful.
Then I thought about getting out through the window. I tried but it felt too far down and I am so weak in my arms that I couldn't hold my own weight. Then Claes took the old curtain and tied it to the radiator, squeezed through the window, hung off the window sill and shot down the curtain. Claes the action man! Claes our saviour. Who would have thought retired life would be so life threatening and exciting.
But now the panic is over and we can just laugh about it. I think we have both got a few more grey hairs after today.
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