Keys

Maffi in his infinite wisdom locked the car with the key inside... DOH! I found this hilariously funny until I realised I had lost the spare key... but being a resourceful women I called upon the three musketeers, and we marched down the towpath armed with a coat hanger to retrieve the key.

After much struggling interspersed with Maffi taking pictures and PJ suggesting the pub might be warmer I decided to go back to the boat and look in one LAST place for the spare key... I found it! Hurrah.

If you ever misplace your keys then might I suggest it may well be hiding amongst the wood in the bedroom?