The lock from Joanziz

Haha, I did wee myself looking in Gwynnes window. “Mom, can I…..?? The answer was predictable of course, Noooooooooo, too dear. Then, like you dragged to “joanziz” furniture shop. One day I nicked the lock off the roller shutters at the front. Well I had to have something from the trip didn’t I? Half way down Warren Farm road, I proudly presented my find to my Mom. “Eeeeek! OMG, where did you get that from”? When I told her there was a swift about turn, back to Joanziz. I was made to hand the lock over, looking up at a man and say I was sorry. I got home a very very sullen and sobbing little boy.