Police to the rescue (sort of)

The front door lock is broken.
I couldn't get into our house after collecting the youngest boys from school. I tried for ages. The dog was going bonkers inside.
Being a Girl Guide (once upon a time), I keep all sorts of keys with me. Elbows laughs at my caution.

My neighbour is a policeman - he lowered N, aged 10, over the back fence and we told N what to do.
Its not the 1st time my neighbours skills have come in handy. He is not often in during the day so I felt God's provision yet again.

Elbows is in Sweden btw. I've been to Ikea quite often.