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You may well wonder what the above title means.

Training on Sunday was a day that Peter would probably like to forget. You sort of know what the day is going to be like when things go wrong , nothing goes to plan like it should have, and then the un excusable happens. You return from doing a exercise and getting ready to go to another section of the pine plantation to do another when you realise you have just done the worst thing in the world. You have just locked your keys in the car!


Sitting patiently for Peter arrive were three bodies and myself. Well time ticked by and then we received the message that Peter would be arriving in another vehicle because he locked his keys in his car.


Peter arrived and asked if he could use my phone to call home to tell his wife where his spare set of keys were and could she please bring them to the training ground. Peter then set off with Daisy to complete his area in a good time, little bit sunburnt as his hat was also locked inside his car along with his water bottle etc.

The explanation.

 This was the time where Peter had to explain to his wife as to why he locked his keys in the car and she had to drive a fair way to deliver them. After a fair bit of ribbing I think a spare key will be part of Peters kit from now on.