Dd is almost 3. I was in the back garden grabbing the washing and dd locked the door (we have a thumb turn on the inside.)
Front door was chained, I live in a terrace with 3 gardens between me and the alley and there’s a locked metal gate on the entrance. Neighbours not answering my knocks.
Lovely, lovely fire brigade came out (4 minutes from when I called!) and took the alley gate down and cut the chain for me so I could get back in.
Just about recovered now but bloody hell!!!!!! Thankfully I have a cat flap so dd was fetching me random things from the sitting room to pass the time. How on EARTH did I let that happen though. Massive parenting fail on my part. Christ.