Last night I got a text at work saying she had been sorting through my old suits and found €380 in one of the pockets. Blinding because I haven't been in Euroland for over 6 years.
Then this morning, she was feeling a little guilty so it was easy to persuade her to perform a pleasurably personal penance
Then an hour later, she walks in the kitchen with something dangling form her finger saying "Are these what you're looking for ?"
So no drilling, no new lock purchase, no derision from the neighbours.
And yes I will be buying a lottery ticket today and yes it actually is my birthday today.
Thanks to all the contributors and particularly TG. There'll always be a cold tinnie for you...