Photo by Wolfgang Rottmann
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Wie geht's?
Living in a 120 year old villa has its fair share of joys and frustrations.
On ANZAC weekend I found myself locked out of my bathroom. Conveniently, we have two bathrooms - a 'his' and a 'hers'. Somehow the catch had fused into the locked position in the 'his' bathroom door and everything we (visitors joined in the attempt) attempted failed to open the door.
Problem solving suggestions were plentiful: shoulder barge the door (ha ha - yeah right) ; cut a hole in the door (yikes); remove the lock (we tried that without success); break the window (drastic); remove the whole window from outside. Okay.
Removing the window proved harder to do than anticipated but we got there with help from a crowbar after taking off the hinges. Luckily they were on the outside of the window.
Phew. what a mish.
Keeping calm and carrying on was the ticket to success in this case (and in so many others). That slogan from 1939 is a beauty.
Love and peace - Wozza
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