So , This morning at 0630 Im pulling out the bins as its always Monday and I can hear shouting coming from across the road .
'Its abit early for all that ' I say to myself , and carry on dragging the wheely bin to the gate .
A man in his 60's , wearing slippers , dressing gown and PJ's walks up to me . " Can I borrow your mobile please . My wife followed me out the house as I was putting out the bin and she pulled the door shut beind her". He was shouting to get her to stop.
Its -1'C , there is ice all over the pavement and its freckin cold. He is now locked out of his home.
I give him my phone, not a problem . Expecting him t o give his misses a call and she would be back in a minute or 2.
He does not know his wifes mobile no.
After a minute of faffage asking for a phone book , pointless its a mobile . It turns out she is off on a 50 mile drive to see grandkids and he doesnt remember his sons LL either .
I am getting late for work , but he remembers his sisters LL no.
She live 300 miles away . But , she does know his wifes mobile no.
He rings , it goes to answer phone as its 0645 .
So Im left with a 60 year old in PJ's and Slippers , locked out of his own home with no windows open as its freezzing cold and no hidden key.
I left him in my flat alone with my spare key , put the kettle and some toast on and gave him my LL phone to use, and went to work . Never seen him before , dont know his name or phone no. nothing about him
Back home from work and he has gone , No thank you note (yet) and all seems to be here . Envelope with alot of cash is still on mantlepeice where i left it. Was worried about having a potential loon in my flat , but hey ho