Nearly came a cropper last night. Met a lady in a club and was asked back for coffee. Not bad me thinks until I see the tower block and the flat being on the 5th floor.
One thing leads to another and in the height of passion there is an almighty banging on the front door. Turns out it was her estranged husband who was drunk and trying to kick in the door.
Panic sets in - no place to escape. She shouts through the door she is calling the police and thankfully he left as I did shortly afterwards.
One thing leads to another and in the height of passion there is an almighty banging on the front door. Turns out it was her estranged husband who was drunk and trying to kick in the door.
Panic sets in - no place to escape. She shouts through the door she is calling the police and thankfully he left as I did shortly afterwards.



