A few weeks ago I went out to the wheelie bin and the door blew shut. My two kids were inside asleep in bed. I had to call my dad who lives 5 mins away to come with a key. For those ten minutes I was beside myself they would wake up and be like where is mummy the thought made me really distressed. I could have sat in my car right outside the door but I sat on my knees in the cold rain with the letterbox open so I could hear. What the bleeping duck is wrong with you that you can leave your children home alone like that?! And not be anxious or worried they would wake up and wonder where you are. Let alone what happens if there’s a fire. I despair of people I really do.