Argh. Drove to
fidhle's
house and got a ride the rest of the way to the Virginia Scottish
Games ... had a good set, was quite thoroughly exhausted, came back
... and there's no trace of my keys. :-( Still stuck here for now;
looking for a) a ride to Bowie to get spare car key from Mom, or
b) someone to fetch said spare key and bring it to me, so I can get
home.
Hoping the keys landed someplace visible and get turned in to lost+found, but fear they're in the grass in the parking area.