103/365: K is for ... the Key Safe
So far this year my decluttering efforts have been focused on the things I want to get rid of. All very necessary as there is so much that needs to go, but this month I'm having a bit of a change and will be looking at the special items I want to keep.
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Before I start I'll warn you that this is one of those stories where you probably needed to be there!
Some years ago we were selling one of the cars, a Ford, which was due to be collected that afternoon. We had checked that everything was out of the car and all the documents, the manual and both black keys were piled neatly on the hall table ready when we remembered the red key, so just needed to add that to the pile. I looked in the drawer where all that sort of stuff was kept and ... it wasn't there. No real panic, there weren't many places it could be and, although we weren't too good at putting hobby things away, we were always organised with important things like that.
A quick search of all the other likely places but no luck so Ced searched his workshop and I checked the study, just in case, but still couldn't find the red key. Time was marching on - why does it always speed up when this sort of thing happens! - the buyer was due and we needed to find that key. Panic time ... you know how it is, you keep checking the places where it should be and where you've already looked, just in case you missed it the first time, getting more and more frustrated to the point where you're nearly gibbering and starting to get cross.
Anyway the buyer turned up and Ced was explaining to him that we'd misplaced the red key and they agreed that if it didn't turn up within a week, then we'd sort out a replacement for him. It was then that Ced said "the first thing we're going to do is buy a key safe", at which point we just stopped ... looked at each other ... and turned to look at the clock, a relatively new purchase. I opened the clock to reveal the key safe compartment behind the face and there it was ... that elusive red key!
The sale was completed, the buyer left with the car and we settled down for coffee and cakes, and as I walked back in from the kitchen and caught his eye we both started laughing and just couldn't stop. Like I said, you needed to be there really, but we couldn't pull ourselves together for most of the evening.
It has to be repaired but it's staying - a useful item and a happy memory!
Before I start I'll warn you that this is one of those stories where you probably needed to be there!
Some years ago we were selling one of the cars, a Ford, which was due to be collected that afternoon. We had checked that everything was out of the car and all the documents, the manual and both black keys were piled neatly on the hall table ready when we remembered the red key, so just needed to add that to the pile. I looked in the drawer where all that sort of stuff was kept and ... it wasn't there. No real panic, there weren't many places it could be and, although we weren't too good at putting hobby things away, we were always organised with important things like that.
A quick search of all the other likely places but no luck so Ced searched his workshop and I checked the study, just in case, but still couldn't find the red key. Time was marching on - why does it always speed up when this sort of thing happens! - the buyer was due and we needed to find that key. Panic time ... you know how it is, you keep checking the places where it should be and where you've already looked, just in case you missed it the first time, getting more and more frustrated to the point where you're nearly gibbering and starting to get cross.
Anyway the buyer turned up and Ced was explaining to him that we'd misplaced the red key and they agreed that if it didn't turn up within a week, then we'd sort out a replacement for him. It was then that Ced said "the first thing we're going to do is buy a key safe", at which point we just stopped ... looked at each other ... and turned to look at the clock, a relatively new purchase. I opened the clock to reveal the key safe compartment behind the face and there it was ... that elusive red key!
The sale was completed, the buyer left with the car and we settled down for coffee and cakes, and as I walked back in from the kitchen and caught his eye we both started laughing and just couldn't stop. Like I said, you needed to be there really, but we couldn't pull ourselves together for most of the evening.
It has to be repaired but it's staying - a useful item and a happy memory!
Oh that's priceless! and it has happened to us several times. You told the story so well I WAS there!
ReplyDeleteHow cute; I had not heard of a clock that also acted as a safe, clever :) Neat to have enjoyed a good laugh about it too and have everything work out in the end.
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