Bog Blog

This is a lovely bathroom, large, bright, has a bath…. Everything someone could want in a bathroom. It doesn’t for instance have a TV or a Fridge or a computer or even a phone, but as you only spend a short amount of time in there it really doesn’t matter…..

Until you are locked inside. I know this because one morning after my aunt and uncle left for work I entered this bathroom only to find myself locked in. I had been warned that the door locked when shut from the inside and could only be opened from the outside. However, I like to shut the door when I use a bathroom. I had accidently shut the door on two previous occasions and even though there were people at home I had managed to free myself within seconds.

On this particular day Gosia and I had arranged that she would have lunch with two girlfriends who didn’t know I was home and I would turn up in the middle of lunch to surprise them. However after showering I realised I had once again shut the door. After 10 min of trying the door I knew I was in a little bit of trouble, but no doubt it would be a great story when I made it to lunch. I spent the next hour trying to remember how MacGyver had easily opened locked doors with a bobbypin, a piece of cardboard or even less. Unfortunately I am not MacGyver and after an hour of struggling and at times kicking the door, I realised I was in quite a bit of trouble. There are no windows in this particular bathroom, but natural light is provided by a skylight. This however was not an escape option as I wasn't able to reach it. I could have tried climbing on the shower frame and leaning out a fair distance in the hope of being able to push the skylight out but I decided the chances of me succeeding were very slim but the chance of me falling and breaking my neck very high. At this point I realised I was stuck. I could hear my phone ringing – Gosia was obviously wondering where I was, but could do nothing about it so I had a bath. When the bath went cold I had another shower…. At one point I thought I would go crazy just sitting around waiting – there were no books or even magazines in this particular bathroom, but to my immense relief (its all relative) there was a shower radio so I was able to listen to music. This also provided me with a much appreciated time tracking device. Finally I was able to determine approximately how much longer I was likely to be trapped for. I was pretty sure my aunt and uncle were coming home that evening and guessed at (or rather hoped) what time they would be home. Just before 6pm, approximately 8 hours after I became trapped I was released. My uncle took swift measures to ensure it never happened again and quickly brought me one glass and then another, of red wine, while I responded to the 12 missed calls on my phone.

An interesting day…. I had a lot of time to think…. Would prefer to go without either….