As above. I was rummaging about in the boot for something, put my keys down, then one of the neighbours came out, started yapping to me and I absentmindedly closed the boot while I was talking to him. I only realised what I'd done when I got back in!
Of course the car itself is locked and probably dead locked too.
The neighbour and I spent a couple of hours trying to get in with various implements with no joy, and then I called out the breakdown service and he had ago with more professional looking implements with no joy either!
My spare key is in Dorset and I'm in Wales! Bollix!!!
Before he buggered off and left me to it, the breakdown guy suggested 3 options.
1) Get spare key posted from Dorset.
2) Get a locksmith.
3) Smash rear quarter light, but as we think it's deadlocked he wasn't sure that I could pull up the button, so erred caution on that.
The other thing is that the keys are in the boot and I've a bloody big gas tank in the way if I manage to get into the car, so there's no guarantee that I can get to the keys.
We managed to press the boot button with a long steel rod with no joy and I'm not sure that it will open on the button if I break in either?
Although it's a complete PITA I'll probably get the keys posted, as I'll have them on Weds. I'll have to do a lot of walking tomorrow.
This is a very pissed off pedestrian Sir Tigger, reporting from the Rhondda Valleys.