FINDING THE RIGHT KEY!

You would think it a simple matter to get keys cut, wouldn’t you? Recently I decided that a set of keys should be left with my son on a ‘just in case’ basis. Well, we never know when they might be needed. Anything can happen at our time of life so it pays to be prepared.

There are a lot of keys on my key-ring. Apart from the car keys, of which there are two (ignition/locking and steering lock) there are three front entrance keys to the house (porch and front door which has two locks). In addition there is one for the side door, leading to the back of the house, and one each for doors to kitchen, garden and patio. I agree, that’s a lot of keys!

Having removed the car keys I took the rest to a key-cutting shop, asked for copies of each, then tootled round the shops for half an hour. They were ready and waiting by the time I got back.

First thing I did when I arrived back home was to test all the keys. All bar two worked perfectly. Later in the day Joe took the useless keys back to the shop (you’ll note I said Joe took it back… yes, folks, he is out and about again, but more of that later.) One key was successfully cut again but apparently all the guy did was file the second one in a certain place. ‘That should work’ was his comment to Joe. Only, he was wrong. It didn’t. Joe took it back again, this time insisting on and getting a re-cut. That didn’t work either. Bearing in mind they had successfully cut all the other keys this was a surprise, after all it wasn’t an unusual kind of key, just the normal Yale like all the others. This kind of problem has been known before at this shop but hitherto they were always able to rectify the matter on the first return.

We’re still wondering how to put this right!

Picture taken in Oz, well before his illness

Now, about Joe. Currently he is bag-less and loving it. Isn’t that wonderful? He looks a lot healthier now and is eating well. No longer is he the thin, drawn and poorly man of the past 15 months or so, what's more he's even had three baths in as many days. What luxury! He was beginning to think he'd never be able to bathe again. 

Last week he said goodbye to the district nurse and hopes never to see her again… the feeling was mutual, said the nurse, although I think they will all miss him. There are two appointments to keep with consultants but they’re not until November and we can’t hazard any guesses about the outcome of either. So three cheers for Joe, he’s been quite remarkable through it all.