Cendrillon Posted November 23, 2010 Share Posted November 23, 2010 http://uk.news.yahoo.com/18/20101123/tod-frenchwoman-stuck-in-bathroom-for-th-7f81b96.htmlI hope the link works but if not maybe someone who knows how to do these things can adjust it for me.[:)]doh, think I have failed again![:(] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
5-element Posted November 23, 2010 Share Posted November 23, 2010 I read it in a French paper too. http://www.google.com/hostednews/afp/article/ALeqM5g3G8RkNnO0nKIv2PPDUAtB3bYKOg?docId=CNG.a746c58a28f998028d74c5df44b74c7d.631 What is puzzling is: if she lived on her own, WHY did she lock the bathroom door in the first place?[8-)] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Chancer Posted November 23, 2010 Share Posted November 23, 2010 Perhaps through habit after sharing with family or others, I know it took me a long time to get out of the habit, now there is the danger that I may nt lock the door when I have visitors or visiting others.I didnt know whether to laugh or cry about the neighbours making a petition about her attempts to summon help, it puts tappage nocturne in a new light! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cendrillon Posted November 23, 2010 Author Share Posted November 23, 2010 "...........................it puts tappage nocturne in a new light!"Yes Chancer, it certainly does!As for her neighbours it makes me think of the "Canicule" in 2003 when people did not think to check on the well being of their neighbours. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mr Coeur de Lion Posted November 23, 2010 Share Posted November 23, 2010 Lock? I rarely shut the door! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted November 23, 2010 Share Posted November 23, 2010 [quote user="5-element"]WHY did she lock the bathroom door in the first place?[8-)][/quote]No mother can lock a bathroom door. It is one of the first lessons of motherhood - the inability to go to the loo on your own without someone following you in. [:)] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Gardengirl Posted November 23, 2010 Share Posted November 23, 2010 It didn't make the papers, but I got stuck in a French lavatory once! We were joining a group of people for a walk, and I like to make sure I 'go' before we set out. So, after a coffee and croissant in a nearby cafe, I popped out the back. I had difficulty making the door shut, went about my business and then tried to leave. The heavy metal door was stuck; wouldn't budge! I thumped and shouted and shouted, and my knuckles became sore. Oh how I wished I'd taken my coat containing my mobile phone in with me! [:'(]The WC was across a fair bit of floor before the door to the yard, and across the yard itself; nobody was going to come near unless they wanted to use the facilities - such as they were - themselves. I wasn't keen on the Turkish variety before this mishap, and even less keen afterwards - at least with western types there'd have been somewhere to sit down!I thought my husband would eventually come to find me when he'd finished his grand creme, but finally the door decided to play the game and somehow or other it opened! [:)]My husband hadn't really missed me - just thought I was taking my time!! He was very careful when he went outside, though - as I had warned him to keep singing! I finally stopped shaking; as well as being miserable stuck in there, I'd had visions of the clientele having to cut me out with tin openers, and I could imagine lots of photos via mobile phones - maybe I too would have made the papers! [:)] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Kitty Posted November 23, 2010 Share Posted November 23, 2010 My daughter with severe learning difficulties got stuck in the bathroom, naked in a bath of luke warm water (she is scared of hot water), when the door handle came off in my hand with the latch still in place.I had to tell her to stay on the other side of the door, reassuring her. I asked her to stay in the bath as I guessed that was the warmest place to be - I had gone out to get a towel and so she had nothing to wrap round her.The eldest of the other children had to run around looking for a bloke to help bang down the door. She ran from house to house trying to find someone. She came back with a 20 year old with spiky black hair, rings through his ears and nose, leathers and tattoos, who had been on a motorbike outside. He took one look at the door and grunted: "pas de probleme" as if breaking into places was second nature.He charged into the door with his shoulder (once I had established that my daughter was not on the other side) and sprung it open with the door frame partly coming off. The door still has no handle (or latch) as I don't want it to happen again.I gave him a pack of Guinness for his troubles. He didn't know what Guinness was but accepted. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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