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	<title>Comments on: When you turn the key in the back door</title>
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	<description>I am not a has-been. I am a will be. Life may not be the party we hoped for, but while we are here we might as well dance</description>
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		<title>By: Grannymar</title>
		<link>http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2009/04/24/when-you-turn-the-key-in-the-back-door/#comment-22927</link>
		<dc:creator>Grannymar</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 May 2009 07:51:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>bikehikebabe,

You were very fortunate on that occasion to recover the car and the keys without damage.  I am sure it taught you an important lesson.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>bikehikebabe,</p>
<p>You were very fortunate on that occasion to recover the car and the keys without damage.  I am sure it taught you an important lesson.</p>
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		<title>By: bikehikebabe</title>
		<link>http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2009/04/24/when-you-turn-the-key-in-the-back-door/#comment-22923</link>
		<dc:creator>bikehikebabe</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 14 May 2009 00:57:29 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I was to pick up my husband &#38; saw I'd locked my keys in the car. The airport people didn't have a metal hanger so I could break into my car. In desperation I went back to the car &#38; asked the guy behind me what to do. He said he had a device for breaking in cars, but it wasn't with him at the moment. 

No problem at the car, because I'd left the passenger side unlocked.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I was to pick up my husband &amp; saw I&#8217;d locked my keys in the car. The airport people didn&#8217;t have a metal hanger so I could break into my car. In desperation I went back to the car &amp; asked the guy behind me what to do. He said he had a device for breaking in cars, but it wasn&#8217;t with him at the moment. </p>
<p>No problem at the car, because I&#8217;d left the passenger side unlocked.</p>
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		<title>By: Grannymar</title>
		<link>http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2009/04/24/when-you-turn-the-key-in-the-back-door/#comment-22660</link>
		<dc:creator>Grannymar</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 01 May 2009 08:45:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Cathy in NZ  welcome on board.

If people interrupt my day with a wrong number, then I turn it into fun for me!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Cathy in NZ  welcome on board.</p>
<p>If people interrupt my day with a wrong number, then I turn it into fun for me!</p>
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		<title>By: Cathy in NZ</title>
		<link>http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2009/04/24/when-you-turn-the-key-in-the-back-door/#comment-22657</link>
		<dc:creator>Cathy in NZ</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 01 May 2009 06:44:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I completely cracked on

On Tuesday when I carried in the dry clothes for ironing, I turned the key and left it hanging from the lock.  Why?  The phone was ringing.  Well you never know it might be a toyboy! :roll:  It was a gentleman and he asked if he could speak to JOE.

Quick as lightening I said “No, I am sorry, you cannot speak to Joe!”

“Why?” asked the caller.

“Because he is in the wardrobe!” I said and hung up quickly.  Come on, when you live alone you need some fun!

I'M HOME ALONE,.....I must try that on those pesky sales people who try to say my rather complicated surname or say "could I speak with Mr or Mrs...." there has been a Mr or a Mrs with my particular name.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I completely cracked on</p>
<p>On Tuesday when I carried in the dry clothes for ironing, I turned the key and left it hanging from the lock.  Why?  The phone was ringing.  Well you never know it might be a toyboy! <img src='http://www.grannymar.com/blog/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_rolleyes.gif' alt=':roll:' class='wp-smiley' />  It was a gentleman and he asked if he could speak to JOE.</p>
<p>Quick as lightening I said “No, I am sorry, you cannot speak to Joe!”</p>
<p>“Why?” asked the caller.</p>
<p>“Because he is in the wardrobe!” I said and hung up quickly.  Come on, when you live alone you need some fun!</p>
<p>I&#8217;M HOME ALONE,&#8230;..I must try that on those pesky sales people who try to say my rather complicated surname or say &#8220;could I speak with Mr or Mrs&#8230;.&#8221; there has been a Mr or a Mrs with my particular name.</p>
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		<title>By: Grannymar</title>
		<link>http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2009/04/24/when-you-turn-the-key-in-the-back-door/#comment-22553</link>
		<dc:creator>Grannymar</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Apr 2009 07:31:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>David,

I feel your pain at that one.  One moment distraction is all it takes.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>David,</p>
<p>I feel your pain at that one.  One moment distraction is all it takes.</p>
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		<title>By: David</title>
		<link>http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2009/04/24/when-you-turn-the-key-in-the-back-door/#comment-22543</link>
		<dc:creator>David</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 2009 23:13:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Great post! I once locked my car keys in the boot of my car - not an unusual mistake to make except that my car was on double yellow lines outside a conference center in Derry (about 70 miles from home) and my hazard lights were on. We'd just finished loading the car full of computers after a training course and I threw my coat in on top and slammed the door.

After a few minutes a couple of friendly policemen pulled up to see what was happening, I explained and asked if they could help.  One of them put his hand on his pistol and said "Sure I could shoot the windscreen in if you like ... but maybe you'd be better calling the AA"</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Great post! I once locked my car keys in the boot of my car - not an unusual mistake to make except that my car was on double yellow lines outside a conference center in Derry (about 70 miles from home) and my hazard lights were on. We&#8217;d just finished loading the car full of computers after a training course and I threw my coat in on top and slammed the door.</p>
<p>After a few minutes a couple of friendly policemen pulled up to see what was happening, I explained and asked if they could help.  One of them put his hand on his pistol and said &#8220;Sure I could shoot the windscreen in if you like &#8230; but maybe you&#8217;d be better calling the AA&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Grannymar</title>
		<link>http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2009/04/24/when-you-turn-the-key-in-the-back-door/#comment-22527</link>
		<dc:creator>Grannymar</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 26 Apr 2009 07:36:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Elf,

I can just picture you sitting on the floor covered in a snowlike shower of flour, custard &#038; sugar!  At least I had nobody waiting indoor for me.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Elf,</p>
<p>I can just picture you sitting on the floor covered in a snowlike shower of flour, custard &#038; sugar!  At least I had nobody waiting indoor for me.</p>
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		<title>By: elfinamsterdam</title>
		<link>http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2009/04/24/when-you-turn-the-key-in-the-back-door/#comment-22523</link>
		<dc:creator>elfinamsterdam</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 25 Apr 2009 21:40:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My Mum once locked herself out of the house when I was a toddler, although I think I probably shut the door behind her.

She came back from the line to find me happily wandering in the house, with no abilty or interest in opening the back door. Took her an hour to get someone to help her get in (thank god for single glazing eh) 

By which time I'd emptied a few presses and turned their contents on the floor :) I was a bit sick from eating flour, custard powder, jelly and icing sugar!

Happy Days!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My Mum once locked herself out of the house when I was a toddler, although I think I probably shut the door behind her.</p>
<p>She came back from the line to find me happily wandering in the house, with no abilty or interest in opening the back door. Took her an hour to get someone to help her get in (thank god for single glazing eh) </p>
<p>By which time I&#8217;d emptied a few presses and turned their contents on the floor <img src='http://www.grannymar.com/blog/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> I was a bit sick from eating flour, custard powder, jelly and icing sugar!</p>
<p>Happy Days!</p>
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		<title>By: Lorna</title>
		<link>http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2009/04/24/when-you-turn-the-key-in-the-back-door/#comment-22515</link>
		<dc:creator>Lorna</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 25 Apr 2009 11:01:52 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Looking for the other set of keys the other day, I discovered I'd left them under a pot for my husband - 2 days before!!  Sometimes we're a bit lax about security in the sticks but with crime increasing, I must be more careful.
Yep, I've done that too - locked the door with the keys inside - luckily a window was open!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Looking for the other set of keys the other day, I discovered I&#8217;d left them under a pot for my husband - 2 days before!!  Sometimes we&#8217;re a bit lax about security in the sticks but with crime increasing, I must be more careful.<br />
Yep, I&#8217;ve done that too - locked the door with the keys inside - luckily a window was open!</p>
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		<title>By: Rhyleysgranny</title>
		<link>http://www.grannymar.com/blog/2009/04/24/when-you-turn-the-key-in-the-back-door/#comment-22513</link>
		<dc:creator>Rhyleysgranny</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 25 Apr 2009 08:03:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I'm sorry I laughed all the way through that one. I think we have all done it. I remember using a very long cane through my letter box to hook the keys off a chest of drawers where they lived in a little wooden tub. Needless to say i never kept the keys in that position again!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m sorry I laughed all the way through that one. I think we have all done it. I remember using a very long cane through my letter box to hook the keys off a chest of drawers where they lived in a little wooden tub. Needless to say i never kept the keys in that position again!</p>
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