This time last week we were enjoying a wedding. Today however we feel violated.
We awoke this morning to find that our barn/garden room had been broken into. At first we weren't sure what we were looking at, furniture moved, throws, logs, muddy marks on the floor, had we left the door unlocked and it had blown open and an animal got in? Then suddenly the penny dropped, where were my copper pans, the brass coal scuttle, the pokers and fire implements, the brass hunting horn, wicker log basket, the more we looked the more we saw empty spaces. All the lovely items we collected in France last year gone. All the old pub paraphernalia that had belonged to Peter's grandparents gone. Our old metal signs and a tray gone. We felt sick.
We quickly dressed and I called the police. Went to the neighbour only to find out that they too had been broken into as had their neighbour, power tools and more metal items stolen. We found that they had broken down a fence and worked their way across the gardens. The police duly arrived checked over everything including one of the metal signs (my favourite) that Stuart had found abandoned in a border, conclusion was they wore gloves, forced the doors with a garden implement, the foot prints weren't complete so no help.
Neighbourhood Watch were on the ball announcing all three crimes locally and also saying a wheelbarrow had been found left in one of the side roads - presumably used to carry away the goods.
I have no doubt that we will never see our items again, its a sad fact of life that there are those amongst us that feel its their god given right to take whats not theirs, I just hope they enjoy them as much as we did!!!!!