Locked

The other day a funny thing happened.  I went to go out and my front gate was locked from the outside and I could not open it.  I thought that one of the family had done it when they left that night, but it was not them.

Again this a.m. when I wanted to go out to get bread, the same thing.  I guess that some kid/kids in the neighbourhood are having some fun with the "new lady".  I loosened the decorative thatch and stuck my hand through the grill and voila, open sesame.

My new Berber name is Ijja, Princess Ijja.  Now the Princess is not locked in her castle.