End of long week (started by taking ferry to Ullapool, then driving to Cambridge in one go).
So - start new job. Usually IT problems to resolve, etc.
Time to go home! (well, drive to York first).
Carry monitor, bundle of cable to car. Blip open boot, dump cables etc in boot. Close boot.
Keys, in pocket. Erm no. Feeling of dread. Turn around. Keys on pile of cables in boot. Boot that instantly locks when closed.
Fuck fuck fuck. Instead of early escape to York, I'm sitting (2.5hours and counting) for auto-locksmith to turn up.