[MissMoppet]

A few years ago I went with friends on a week's tour round Ireland, using my friend's car. At Killarney I closed the driver's door shutting the keys still in the ignition. Fortunately I had left the window open an inch and had stopped outside a tailor. So we borrowed an old wire coat hanger and spent a fruitless 20 minutes trying to hook the inside lever with no success. Then a wee urchin approached and said could he help? Of course, we couldn't. Within a minute he'd opened the door: presumably he was the local car thief.