the howie

Our front door is not a door it’s a living organism. Not long after we moved in it began being very had to close. Keith who was the land lord at the time kindly fixed it for us, he showed me how to fix it in the future. So a few weeks later it became un-shut-able. So I did some fixing keith style which involved paddle pop sticks and some cut up ice cream container. I know Keith is like MacGyver.

Anyway after a month or two it again became un-shut-able, this time we got a proper lock man to come do his thing. He came and fixed the door. Another month or so later we decided it would be a good idea to get a security door, not so much for security but more to keep the mozzies out. The door man came and installed it, about an hour after he left the new security door wouldn’t close, so the man came back and fixed it. Then a few weeks ago the security door found itself un-shut-able due to the house moving. So we have a very unsecure security door. Thats ok the front door still closes. Well it closes if you put in a bit of effort. But then today to front door decided to move a little more. Now it doesn’t close at all. Tom and I both just tried closing it with all our muscles combined, we thought we had at, we stepped back to admire out shutting ability. then right before our eyes it went ‘click’ and swung open a bit.

This leaves us with a security door swaying in the breeze and a front door doing the same. Now if you are a robber thinking we are a prime target don’t bother. We have a very advanced system in place making sure the front door is impenetrable, not to mention two aggressive guard turtles, a projectile vomitting baby, a super fit strong tenant with one hairy shoulder, a mother with access to a powerful dust buster and me.