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Lions and tigers and bears...
Dec. 2nd, 2010 05:22 pm
We had a break-in two days ago. Not the house, though. It was the garden shed, and I suspect the would-be theives got more than they bargained for. The shed used to be a playhouse when Sis and I were little; later it became a place for Granddad to store his garden tools and pots, but now it's just what we use instead of a skip. I think the only thing in there worth stealing is the fish tank, and frankly anyone who takes that off our hands will be doing me a favour.
Anyhow, around 6.30 the other night I guess the dogs heard something, because they both wanted to go out. I let them out and saw that the shed door was standing open. When I went to check it out, I found one of the old PC monitors smashed on the ground just outside the open door. I think what happened is the would-be-thief forced the lock, yanked the door open and the monitor fell out. Hopefully breaking his toe. I don't care about the shed: like I said, there's nothing worth stealing, but it's got Mum a bit shaken up. We reported it, of course, but the cops were pretty useless. They didn't even dust for prints...I mean, given how cold it's been, I know they wouldn't have found any, but they might at least pretend to make an effort to reassure an old woman who's alone most of the day.
Yesterday was Mum's 70th birthday. She's been complaining for days about the snow, afraid it would stop us from going out for the birthday dinner as planned. Then after our shed-adventure, she didn't want to go out in case the house was burgled. I thought I was going to have to offer to stay home, but in the end it all worked out. We went to this tiny Italian place on the other side of the river. Expensive, but the food was very good, and Mum had a good time, which was of course the point.
Today...today it keeps trying really hard to snow, but we're just getting these occasional sprinkles of light, dry snow. You don't even notice unless you're out in it. Which I was - it managed to happen both on my way to work and on my walk home. Either I'm special, or it's been doing that all day and I didn't notice :) On the bright side, I now have Yak Trax so I'm prepared if the weather does turn icy again. (Last year I nearly killed myself by slipping almost literally under a bus 'cause Mum insisted I go out in the snow to do her last minute Christmas shopping. I didn't mind the shopping part, but the city centre was an ice rink and I have crappy balance at the best of times.)
Tonight, I must knuckle down and work on my Yuletide fic. I'm about halfway there, but I've been "researching" all week (i.e. watching DVDs). Now I must actually write.
Anyhow, around 6.30 the other night I guess the dogs heard something, because they both wanted to go out. I let them out and saw that the shed door was standing open. When I went to check it out, I found one of the old PC monitors smashed on the ground just outside the open door. I think what happened is the would-be-thief forced the lock, yanked the door open and the monitor fell out. Hopefully breaking his toe. I don't care about the shed: like I said, there's nothing worth stealing, but it's got Mum a bit shaken up. We reported it, of course, but the cops were pretty useless. They didn't even dust for prints...I mean, given how cold it's been, I know they wouldn't have found any, but they might at least pretend to make an effort to reassure an old woman who's alone most of the day.
Yesterday was Mum's 70th birthday. She's been complaining for days about the snow, afraid it would stop us from going out for the birthday dinner as planned. Then after our shed-adventure, she didn't want to go out in case the house was burgled. I thought I was going to have to offer to stay home, but in the end it all worked out. We went to this tiny Italian place on the other side of the river. Expensive, but the food was very good, and Mum had a good time, which was of course the point.
Today...today it keeps trying really hard to snow, but we're just getting these occasional sprinkles of light, dry snow. You don't even notice unless you're out in it. Which I was - it managed to happen both on my way to work and on my walk home. Either I'm special, or it's been doing that all day and I didn't notice :) On the bright side, I now have Yak Trax so I'm prepared if the weather does turn icy again. (Last year I nearly killed myself by slipping almost literally under a bus 'cause Mum insisted I go out in the snow to do her last minute Christmas shopping. I didn't mind the shopping part, but the city centre was an ice rink and I have crappy balance at the best of times.)
Tonight, I must knuckle down and work on my Yuletide fic. I'm about halfway there, but I've been "researching" all week (i.e. watching DVDs). Now I must actually write.
