On Thursday was my birthday. I went out for dinner with L and her Mum and came home at 1am. I had arranged a babysitter for the night for the kids. I went to bed and L took the babysitter home and came back to my house. She went to bed about 1.30am. She heard noises downstairs at 1.35am and called my mobile at 1.37am to see if I was up and out of bed - why I would have my phone with me is beyond me! She fell asleep and didn't think anything else of the noises till the following morning when I got up out of bed...
Down stairs I went to find my front door wide open and my laptop gone. OK, I can live with that, nothing else has gone, not the kids laptop that they needed to walk past to get to mine, not my MP3 player, not my handbag hanging on the bannister, just my laptop.
I reported the theft to the local police and gave them the details of the babysitter and informed them that the babysitter had friends over without my permission etc etc. End of story.
Saturday morning as L went to walk out to her car to go to work she found the laptop sitting beside my front gate in a bag. It wasn't there the day before, so someone had returned the laptop.
Another call to the police and forensics came out to take prints.
Monday the phone rang and it was the police again, they have been speaking to the kids and think that one of them is about to crack. We'll see what happens.
What an interesting way to spend the beginning of June.