A late start to our Jazz rehearsal

I was one of the first to arrive this evening for our jazz rehearsal.  Our conductor Karen's car was not there and I tried the door and couldn't open it.  More and more people arrived and we all waited outside...chatting.

After 10 minutes or so I rang Karen to check she was OK... only to find she was already inside and wondering where we all were!

Ooops!

She'd been dropped off, which explained the lack of a car, and the door was just hard to open.