The deputy dance teacher who dh hired to come and teach for us tonight parked her car on the wrong school car park and the caretaker locked the gates then went home. Poor woman couldn't get to her car at all, never mind get it out and we had no way of contacting the caretaker. Aaargh.
We ended up bringing her back home and asking my Dad very nicely if she could borrow one of his company cars for the weekend. She lives and hour and a half drive away, has a 2 year old child.
As a result of this we were really really late back tonight and the children had been put to bed so we won't see them until tomorrow night now.