When I was a kid I was always forgetting or losing my house keys, no bother as the kitchen window round the back had two panes of louvre windows at the top which I'd learnt could be slid out by bending the plastic leaving a big enough gap for an 11 year old to squeeze through.
Got home one day having lost or forgotten my keys and no parents cars there so went round the back and went to do my usual entry for these occasions. I slid the glass panes out and climbed up, got halfway in and was hanging by my waist when I noticed the front door was open - Oh NOO I thought my Mum was home (she would have killed me breaking in like that) so jumped back out and quickly slid the glass back into place walked back round the front hoping she hadn't seen me ready to pretend I had just got home. Only when I got there there were no cars so walked into the house and found our portable TV in one of our suitcases in the front hall! I'd only disturbed a burglar in the process of robbing our house - by breaking in!
Good job I didn't have a key that day as I wouldn't have stood much chance against the guy - neighbours a few doors up had said that he had knocked on their door looking for 'John' and he was a big chap!
He did leave a lovely pair of sunglasses behind that I wore all that summer (had to clean a load of silver dust off that the SOCO had left behind)
I wonder what he thought when he realised someone else was breaking in to a house he had already broken into...
