Lock drilling

Today I did something I’d never done before: I walked into a bank vault!

To put this in context: as part of my work here at the Archdiocese I am helping an elderly priest look after his financial affairs. As his safety deposit box keys had gone missing, we needed to go to the bank together and have the lock drilled and replaced (they won’t do it, obviously, if the owner of the box is not present). The process went very quickly — I think the paperwork took longer than the actual physical stuff.

Afterwards, the priest and I went out for lunch, and a bit of shopping. I enjoy our visits.