This morning DS1 had a hospital appointment at 9am. This meant me leaving the house at 7.45 to pick him up and drive through all the pesky traffic to get him there in time.
I went out to get in my car and discovered the contents of the glove box, door pockets and storage box all deposited on the front seat.
Having established that DH hadn't done it and the car hadn't actually been broken into, I realised that my car must have been left unlocked all night (DH drove it last!!) and someone must have come up the drive and tried the car doors. DH's car was intact.
It has really spooked me to think that someone was wandering the streets and hit upon my car and I'm wondering how often they had tried before.
Nothing was taken - not much call on the black market for The Wheels on The Bus CDs or bird indentification books. Just realised the binoculars have gone - wonder what the going price for national trust freebies is?
I'm blooming livid!!
To think that London, or anywhere else for that matter, does not belong to any one demographic
People eating and drinking on the go