Soooo while I’m standing outside w/ the locksmith about to drill through my lock because he’s failed at being able to card it open I notice what I think is the reflection of my keys on the door then I realise I’m HOLDING my keys and aren’t those keys reflecting on the wrong side of the door and oooh wait those are Simon’s keys w/ the KEY TO THE INTERNAL DOOR so I shout STOP! STOP! to the locksmith and reach around to take the keys and unlock my previously locked door…. and that’ll be £68 stupid tax thank you very much and have a nice day. And that ladies and gentlemen is why I shouldn’t be left in charge of small children.