Sorry if this is long and rambly but I'm really annoyed and have no one to vent to. I know the police are busy etc. etc. but what I've just been told has made me fume and DH is furious.
So as not to drip feed: Our house was burgled 4-5 years ago. All my jewellery, ipod, phone,cash in the house, etc, were taken and DH’s pride and joy fancy bicycle was stolen. We live about 4-5 miles away from a really rough part of town, so DH spent a considerable amount of time riding around this area (on my bike) on the lookout for his bike. About a month after it was stolen, he saw it. A teenager/early twentysomething lad was sitting on it, he was with a gang of other lads and a couple of Rotty/Staffy type dogs on leads with them, hanging about smoking weed outside a house, so DH just rode home and phoned the police to tell them. Police just said it could be anyone of X number of people in that road. We never heard anything back from them.
DH and I beefed up security around the house, have a monitored alarm and panic buttons installed. We’re both at home all day and night at the moment, DH is retired and I'm recuperating after abdominal surgery.
Last Thursday afternoon, DH and I both in the living room watching Escape to the Country when there’s a knock at the door. There's a sixty something man wanting to know if I wanted to have milk delivered, he’s looking for new customers as all of his current ones are elderly and or dying 
I said no thanks, thought nothing more of it.
Went into our garage last Friday, mid to late morning, to discover my bike had disappeared. Nothing else gone, no damage, no sign of forced entry. The only access to the house is either over the 6 ft rear fence, about 50m away, then up the garden in full view of the living room, or over the neighbour’s side wall and across a conservatory roof. There’s no marks or prints to indicate anything coming over that. DH called the police, and someone came out within an hour to take a statement.
DH and I buy a new bike on Saturday, from a shop on the high street that DH has bought all our bikes from over the last 25 or so years. DH goes out this morning, saying he wants the bicycle shop to sort out something to do with the gearing and would be back in an hour. Whilst he’s out, he decides to ride past the house where he last saw his first bike 4-5 years ago. Guess what’s propped against the wall whilst a twentysomething lad is locking his front door? My bike, the very one that disappeared last week. So DH gets on the pavement, grabs it, keeps going, and doesn’t look back. Lad shouts "Ay where are you going with that"? To which DH says "I'm taking it home." This lad doesn't chase him.
DH drops bike off at bicycle shop on the way home. They check the frame number, it’s definitely my bike. He gets home and calls the police, on the office number given by the PC who took the statement, explains that he’s recovered our stolen bike, and where from. Also mentions that it was recovered from outside the same property that he last saw the first bike to go missing.
So the police basically say thanks for letting us know, the PC dealing is off shift until Wednesday and no further action can be taken until then. Not even coming out to take fingerprints off the bike.
Now, I wasn’t expecting an armed response unit, helicopter and umpteen riot vans to be called out, but AIBU to think that the Force could stretch to someone covering his shift and going round to take a look, before the little scrote has the opportunity to get rid of everything else he’s nicked over the last few years. I'm away from work - someone is covering my job, I'm a secretary ffs!
Also, DH said that the house where he found the bike has a for sale on the front wall. WIBU to call the estate agent to arrange a viewing and have a look around myself? There’s no chance of me being recognised by anyone who may be there.