Locked in the flat, Edinburgh

No, this is not a metaphor, I am actually locked in the flat.

I've been staying with Steven Oates during my past week in Edinburgh. He's been a fabulous host but I think spending his days at the office and his evenings showing me around town might be taking a toll. This morning he inadvertently dead bolted the door on his way to work, leaving me unable to open it from the inside. So, I spend today in his flat with his whisky collection and my macbook. If you don't hear from me for a few days send help...