The Case of the Missing Key

We had one of those weekends that just seemed to go in a blur.
The school term ended with sports day, which was a great event and we were lucky with the weather.
It was very nice to spend some time with friends chatting and enjoying the day, whilst cheering on the excited schoolboys.

However, on our return home, the mood rapidly changed.
The key to the music room was lost.
We looked everywhere. All pockets of all 4 family members. Everywhere.
The last person to have it was Robin.
He'd locked the music room, put the key in his pocket, and then gone off to the school playing fields.

Logical next step was of course to retrace his steps.
How hard can it be to find one small silver key in the vast expanse of the school grounds?
Funnily enough we had been joking earlier about getting a bloodhound puppy.
Now was the time we needed its sniffer dog skills.
Our two Labradors aren't up to the task.
They may be good at retrieving sticks, but even they on occasions run in the wrong direction, and we have to go and get the stick ourselves...

So, after 1/2 hour pouring over the beautifully manicured fields of school, Robin returned frustrated and angry.
Everything he needed was in the room.
Tantalizingly close but beyond reach.
After trying to pick the lock for a while I conceded defeat and we called a locksmith.

Whilst we waited I tried a few quotes to calm the situation, and started with Bertrand Russell:

"To be without some of the things you want is an indispensable part of happiness"

That didn't go down to well.

So I tried humour, a quote from the American humorist Russel Baker:

"Inanimate objects are classified scientifically into three major categories - those that don't work, those that break down and those that get lost."

OK, in retrospect it possibly wasn't one of my better ideas. But fortunately we were saved by the arrival of the locksmith, who had a huge bunch of keys and worked his way through them until finding one that fit.
Whilst relieved to have regained entry to the music room I do find it rather worrying that there are people out there with keys to your home...

Our elation didn't last long when he informed us that his call out fee went up at 4pm. The time at this stage was around 5 o'clock...
As the rant continued from Robin about the cost of the missing key I decided to keep the next quote to myself:

"The art of being wise is the art of knowing what to overlook." William James

And that was just Friday...