Thursday, August 25, 2005

 
Was having a leisurely day off work when I heard some strange noises outside. Initially I thought it was kids throwing stones at fences but when I got round to looking out of the window I saw someone half-way into a car across the road, rifling through the contents of the boot. By the time I raced out of the house they were on their bicycles and whizzing past me - I'm sure one of them said "Sorry". What a bastard. A couple of seconds earlier and I would have been able to crash into them and send them flying off their bikes. Of course, I didn't actually have a plan of what to do after that. It would be touch and go as to whether they would be more desperate to escape or give me a kicking. But luckily I didn't have to find out.



Looks like they tried the front lock (which has now disappeared) before smashing the window and climbing through. Once they had access, the pulled the parcel shelf off and rummaged through the boot before making off (the blanket was reclaimed from down the road, as was a small bag, so I don't know what was lost).

As I was phoning the police, an off-duty policeman jogged by who had just seen them cycle past him. Thankfully he took over as I didn't really fancy telling the old lady who was out walking her dog what had happened.

The bastards seemed to have gone for the easy option - a shiny new silver car was sitting right next to it at the time. I can only assume they thought the old car would be easier to break into and would have no alarm (yes, and not a very good one). They weren't locals so it looks like an opportunistic break-in.

Comments: Post a Comment



Links to this post:

Create a Link



<< Home

This page is powered by Blogger. Isn't yours?

Subscribe to Posts [Atom]