I was on holiday in Blackpool, must have been 8 at the most. We were staying in a B&B.
Woke up to someone outside shouting “Marky mate” over and over again. It must have been in the middle of the night but light because it was summer. Looked outside to see two men, probably only 20 but looked like old men to me, standing outside. They shouted up that they were locked out and could I let them in.
Stupidly, I did go down, let them in and then flew back up the stairs and into my room as they were thanking me.
I told my gran and aunt the next day and they were, understandably, raging. Thankfully, it seems that they were just a bit drunk, locked out of the B&B, looking for Marky to let them in.
Thinking back of what could have happened is quite horrendous. I just wanted them to shut up so I could get back to sleep. I’d imagine the B&B owners would have lost their shit at me letting what could have been random men into their hotel in the dead of night.
I have just realised that it probably explains why I only ever peek out windows to assess what’s going on before making myself visible to whoever is outside. I have a terrible memory but can remember this so vividly. And also thinking that I’d only ever heard people use the word “mate” in neighbours and home and away 😂