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By cbimages


I lost my wife's car key today.  I had to visit the dentist and got to the car park in a thunderstorm.  Although I had an umbrella I was getting wet and I ran to the dentist's jumping puddles when necessary.

When I emerged an hour later I had lost the key; it wasn't in the dentist's so it must have fallen from my pocket during my energetic transit from car, perhaps to flow down a gulley.  Woe was me!

So I had to ask a neighbour to bring the spare key and this was our rendezvous, the Shell station in St Neots.  A kind gentleman . . .

It's going to cost a pretty penny to replace an Audi key, I suspect.

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