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Mike Jackson
Headed out for a beach walk with the guys. We were walking along the beach when I realised that my keys were no longer clipped on my belt loop. Half an hour searching didn't reveal them so Sue, my walking partner, shot back home to grab my spares for me whilst I continued to have a bit of a search. The worst thing about losing the keys is they had the little tradepoint tag on with my name on it. As the beast is sign written with my name this ties them to it. My front door key was also on the ring and this could easily be found from the gas safe website.
Sue turned up with the spares and stopped to have ten minutes more searching whilst I drove home adding up the cost of changing all the locks. This was starting to look expensive as the front door lock is a Chubb 3R35 Sashlock which costs over a ton without figuring extra keys at a tenner a pop. As I was sinking further into my depression my phone rang. It was Sue, she'd found my keys about ten feet away from where we had walked, they must have dropped off me belt and I must have accidentally booted them.
Better Karabiner needed I think. Can't cope with that stress again.
Sue turned up with the spares and stopped to have ten minutes more searching whilst I drove home adding up the cost of changing all the locks. This was starting to look expensive as the front door lock is a Chubb 3R35 Sashlock which costs over a ton without figuring extra keys at a tenner a pop. As I was sinking further into my depression my phone rang. It was Sue, she'd found my keys about ten feet away from where we had walked, they must have dropped off me belt and I must have accidentally booted them.
Better Karabiner needed I think. Can't cope with that stress again.