The night before I leave on holiday the key breaks off in the lock, dividing the house into two parts. On the side where I am is my bed and the bathroom (thank heavens) but on the other side of the door is my packed travel bag and documents. Thankfully, my father taught us to be solutions-orientated. I waited until early morning, phoned the locksmith, leave a message. While I wait for him to phone me back I go onto the building site next door and get a piece of wire. I remove the door handle and jiggle the wire in the lock. The same key opens both passage doors, so after much jiggling it unlocks. Phew! All's well that ends well.
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