A lock-in down the pub is one thing, but a lock-in at the office? Hmm, that's another matter entirely....
Unfortunately, that's exactly what happened this evening, though, when the people downstairs forgot that the latch was broken and slammed the door shut, leaving three of us locked in.
Now the occasional evening working late is fine, but the whole night? I don't think so...
Fortunately, production co-ordinator Helen managed to contact her dad, a true knight in shining armour, who kindly made the trek to the office to rescue us.
Come to think of it, Helen has long blonde hair, so we could have done a re-enactment of Rapunzel, but in fact they decided to go for the rather more straightforward option of passing her keys through the letterbox so her dad could open the door from the outside.
Ho hum, always something, hey?!