This happened the day we landed in UK, the apartment we stayed did not have any keys, there were lobby Security Code and the Door Security Code.
When we came in we decided to heat the water to prepare the milk for Geet, but we could not find the Matchbox to light the Hob. I knew this was one of those which lights on its own, but we could not get it to light.
So I decided to buy a matchbox and come back, went about asking for directions to a place where I can buy one, crossed the street, the river ( yes there is a river Chelmer flowing in the heart of Chelmsford ) finally reached a store called Wilkinson.
I asked the staff there for a match box, for which she replied “We do have one but not just the match box, it will also contain the match sticks” hmm, I said that’s what I wanted to purchase, I purchased that for 5o penns and was on my way back to the apartment, entered the loby code and…. the door did not open 
I was standing outside the Apartment Lobby, in that freezing cold and no way to reach Vanitha ( she had the phone ) I tried various combinations, but nothing helped. Right below our apartment was a Tatoo Saloon, big huge showroom, I decided to ask him for his help.
I went in and asked the big guy If I could make one call as I was stuck outside and forgotten the code, he called his boss, who was a frail man with long hair and Tatoo allover, I again requested him and explained him the situation, he then allowed me to make a call, Spoke to Vanitha and told her to tell me the code or come and open the lobby door, she then came down and opened the door 
I was explaining the entire journey and she was still staring at that match box, when I asked her what was the matter, she asked me making a weird face “ what is in this match box that you paid Rs. 40/-” he he this is what happens when you convert everything in Rupees
