#670 |
Not so much what I did but more what happened. Next door lady, who is now alone since her husband died, went to visit her sister for a few days, Thursday to the following Tuesday. We looked after things whilst she was away, collecting post, watering gh and patio pots etc. Early afternoon she found me up the garden head down @rse in the air struggling to weed the rock hard ground of the fruit cage. She asked quite worriedly whether there had been an incident. No says I not as far as I know. She said her back door was broken, and there was water on the kitchen floor. Long story short, the plastic lower panel of the door was completely missing and a smell of bleach pervaded the kitchen. Nothing in the house looked disturbed but when she checked a fair amout of cash, some jewellery and her late husband's wedding ring were missing. It must have happened sometime after P went round that evening. Police and CSI visited but not much hope of a result. So unsettling for her and heartbreaking about the ring. Its made us all feel very vulnerable.
Gardening is an excuse not to do housework
Greetings from Salisbury
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