We heard a noise at 4am and thought it was our cat fighting. It was some bloke rifling through our kitchen. He legged it over the back fence with absolutely shed loads of stuff as he knew we were alertt. He must have been in the house at leat 15 mins, unplugging the playstation, choosing DVD's and CD's and bagging digital camera, cordless mouse (which actually needs a cord, which he didn't bag) and timberland work boots and such stuff. He took out the catflap and somehow managed to twist the key that was stupidly left in the inside keyhole (it took me ages to mistress that lock!). My lovely man was a lovely but stupid hero and cycled round onto the back park and confronted him and we got most of the stuff back before a weapon was proferred by the theef.
I can't sleep after spending all day on the phone to insurance and entertaining police and scene of crime people. I have spent a 100 quid on an alarm but I still have no inkling to sleep since this disturbance, although I am very exhausted. The bollox of it is...ex partner still has his name on the house insurance (he stopped paying it lkast October) so has veto whether to allow my claim to go through. He is partying in Ibiza, so how will this bbloody work.
I despair.
What have I f.......g done to deserve this b.....s.....?