Oh dear, poor you. I remember coming home from school one bitter cold winter afternoon. The door was locked, my parents car was on the drive, but it seemed no one was home. I sat on the doorstep for an hour, until my dad finally opened the door. Unusually for them, they'd been watching something on the TV in the living room and hadn't heard me knocking (no door bell in those days!). Nice job on Sam :0)
Brrrrrr How'd you finally get in?
You poor thing! Why do these things always happen in bad weather?I always have keys with a neighbour, though what I'd do if they were out I have no idea!
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