I really don’t know why I’m posting this. Sympathy maybe? Not sure.
My daugher took her new BMX out today which she is totally over the moon with and in her excitement left the garage door open.
Meanwhile, I’m out for a very slow walk with my wife. Only the 2nd time she’s been out of the door since her surgery two weeks ago and as we went out via the garden, I didn’t see that the garage door was wide open.
Back from our less than 500 metre but yet 30 minute walk and there’s Police outside the house! Shit! Two scrotes have been in the garage, kicked over the row of bikes that are individually and collective locked up and opened up the boxed Scott road bike that I’ve sold and tipped it out. This has been witnessed by my elderly neighbour opposite who’s rushed out to challenge them. The scrote with the frame and fork in his grubby mitts has thrown it at him and ran off.
My neighbour is quite shook up and has a nasty cut on his ankle, the Scott bike has a snappped fork leg, knackered saddle and some scratches, The other bikes seem OK and my daughter? Absolutely beside herself. I’ve tried to cuddle her and explain that leaving the garage open is an easy thing to do when you rush, are excited, thinking about other things etc. but she’s sobbing. The Policeman was a little harsh with her but I suppose his message has been received loud and clear.
Don’t know why I’ve posted this. My wife is exhausted and can barely move as it is. She really doesn’t need this shit. My daughter won’t come out of her room and won’t let me in. I have a sold bike which now needs refunding, a neighbour who deserves a very nice cooked meal and some bottles of wine and another neighbour who is going to get a poke in the eye if he doesn’t wind his neck in and go back in his house.
No one else to talk to at the moment so you lot will have to do.
Never a soddiong dull day. Please don’t tell me how unlucky I am if you see me. I know. I don’t need telling!
Let the sympathy or pointing and laughing commence.