It all happened in a flash. The front gate of the office swung open and we realised someone had just taken the bike. We got up from our desks, rushed out the door and saw a hooded figure ride around the corner. Sven took off in hot pursuit of the thief but couldn't catch him.
In the panic, the door swung shut behind us and locked us all out.
Rena was left standing outside with no shoes and I was searching my pockets for my keys with no luck.
What a dramatic way to start the day. Bike stolen, locked out with no keys and no mobile phone.
Fortunately the Theatre Company across the road, The London Bubble, were able to help. I called Martin and within 10 minutes he arrived with another set of keys.