Sunday 25 January
Well I am all for creating memories
but this is going a bit far.
After the tennis we had time to shower
and change for our buffet dinner at the motel.
On our way back in the lift we got stuck between 2 floors.
We rang the lift company who were sending someone,
but they were far away and it was starting
to be uncomfortably hot.
One of the men told John ( who was on the
outside keeping our morale up,
not that it was down, we were having an
adventure)
He told him to ring the fire brigade.
In the meantime I SMS Shane, got an answer,do you need help,
and don't panic then SMS
that it was hot and that firemen were coming.
Then I must have press the wrong recipient
and send it to Jo who was having drinks at a friend place
and did not know
about me being stuck in the lift.
suddenly, I got a message from her:
"what hot firemen?"
I had some explaining to do once I was out.
3 fire engines came. In a few minute the firemen had
opened the doors, drop down a bench
we climb on the bench and they were
there to lift us out.
I got up as Jenny wanted to sit and there was no room.
a selfie, I am getting there!!
the fire engines
The next day we made the news
"10 people stuck in a lift"
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