That's it Di, our door doesn't have a Yale type lock so can't be pulled shut to lock it and seeing as no one was in on Monday when she was leaving she took the key with her when she locked up, knowing she could bring it back today. It's now back in the drawer
I didn't really want it putting through the letterbox because knowing our luck it'd be the first time Billy decided to try and swallow something random
Over my dead body would she permanantly be allowed a key to our house
She arrived about 3.30 - I was just leaving to take Billy for his afternoon walk so made her a cuppa and left her with Alan Titchmarsh
I did the polite thing when I got back and sat chatting to her. She told me about people who'd fallen over a cliff near to where she lives, friends and family who are ill, people who have died, a car crash that she saw on the way up...all cheery stuff. I heard it all again when John came home - he asked her if she'd got any good news
Such a ray of sunshine.