So, because I'm a complete muppet, this morning in the chaos of getting all the kids ready and out to school, I managed to leave my front door open. You'd think that, seeing as I live in unfriendly, crime-ridden London, and I was not going to be out for most of the day, it was practically a certainty that I'd have come home to find the house ransacked and everything of value taken. But as luck would have it, my lovely next door neighbour happened to be taking her daughter for a walk at about 9.30 and noticed that my door was ajar. She was kind enough to hang on for a couple of minutes in case it was done on purpose. She eventually knocked and pushed the door to shout into the house then realising I wasn't in, she called the police and was advised not to enter. While waiting for the cops to show up, she decided to knock on the neighbours' doors to see if anyone either had my number or at least knew my surname so that she could try and look me up on facebook. No one had my number, but the guy 3 doors down did know my surname as I'd signed his son's passport photos a few months back. Unfortunately I'm unsearchable on facebook so that didn't help. But by sheer fortunate coincidence, the family over the road happened to have their cousin and her new baby visiting and she recognised my rather unusual surname as being the same as someone she worked with. So she called her colleague on the off chance, and it turns out it's my mother-in-law. M-i-l doesn't have a mobile, but she called her home phone number and got through to my father-in-law, who should have been out fishing but luckily hadn't left yet. He contacted my husband who was able to get me on my mobile. I got the message at about 10.30 and raced home to find half the neighbourhood standing guard on my driveway. The police turned up about 2 minutes behind me and I can say I've never felt more stupid in my entire life! Not knowing how to rectify things and feeling like a massive dumbo, I resorted to the basic British response of offering to make everyone a cup of tea, which they all politely declined. Luckily everyone thought it was quite funny and reassured me that it could happen to anyone, and no one seemed to mind the fact that they'd wasted half their morning standing about protecting my house from my own stupidity. Extra bonus was that we all swapped numbers and added each other on facebook in case of similar situations in the future. Now the humiliation is fading, I have to say that the kindness and community spirit in my area really has given me the warm and fuzzies and I'm feeling like one of the luckiest people ever tonight.