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So Gerry Adams has had an eventful evening...

Locked out! Drainpipes! Broken windows! This has been Gerry’s Big Adventure…

"Anyone got a number for a glazier?"
Image: Paul Faith/PA Wire

FOR MOST OF us, it has been a fairly uneventful Friday evening. Work. Home. Maybe the pub. The usual.

Not so for Gerry Adams.

Gerry got locked out of his house this evening. We know this because he decided to tweet about it to his 5000 or so followers on Twitter as things got increasingly surreal.

Over the course of two hours, the Sinn Fein leader documented his escapades as he considered shinning (sorry) a drainpipe, attempted to get in touch with a mysterious and elusive aide, and ended up (possibly) with a broken window.

It started just after 4pm. “RG took the car. Took my house keys also. I feel an adventure coming on,” he told his followers.

This raised a lot of questions. Who is RG? Why did they take the Sinn Féin leader’s car keys? How was this adventure going to end?

Luckily there wasn’t long to wait.

“RGs phoone constantly engaged. Its getting dark. Wud climb in back window but downpipe broken,” he told his worried followers at 5.35pm.

Things were taking a worrying turn. Why wasn’t RG answering? Was Gerry going to be ok?

Gerry seemed to be thinking about this himself. He began to distract himself from the situation by tweeting some nice photographs he had taken earlier in the day in Dundalk.  He got into a half-hearted argument with someone about a poll on Northern Ireland. He tweeted a photo of himself with a baby.

At this stage, people on Twitter began raising questions about what was happening. Was this really Gerry Adams?

A quick phone call to the Sinn Féin press office confirmed that it was indeed Gerry’s own account and that everything had turned out ok – he managed to get back in to his house. As he tweeted himself shortly afterwards:

RG traced. Where are u now when we need u? 70 miles away. Im in now. Starving. Need a glazier. Slan.

Twitter breathed a sigh of relief. The mysterious RG (possibly this man, Gerry’s adviser and one of the few people he follows on Twitter) seemed positively relaxed about the whole thing.

And so all’s well that ends well. Gerry is hungry but safely at home – and just to reassure us that everything really is ok, here’s the photograph he tweeted of himself with a constituent identified only as “Young Liam”.

We’re glad you didn’t have to shin the drainpipe Gerry. Have a Good Friday evening.

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