So I went away for the weekend and came back to find some fucker had nicked my garden chairs (2).
Now the garden is communal with other flats in my block but shared by only 20 or so flats. It's enclosed from the public and the only way in from the street is a gate and that is usually kept locked by bolts from the inside.
Since the school holidays this gate has been on occasion left open by people passing through the blocks exit to the garden. Each block has 4 flats. Two up two down.
Its a safe and relatively crime free area which usually hasn't got issues with yoots.
My neighbours tell me it was a young boy that took them and ran up the road with them for a 'den' some kids were building. One neighbours kid identified the kid and was told by here aunt to stay away from the 'bigger' boys.
So this 12-13 year old kid called Moses has fucked off with my chairs. He lives local and it wouldn't be hard to identify his house.
Do I...
a) knock seven bells out of the kid?
b) go to his house and nick something?
c) go to his house and tell his parents what he did and demand the chairs returned or replaced else draft the Pollips.
d) tell the Pollips and wait while they do fuck all?
e) do fuck all myself and do without my chairs.
Now I was young once and I've done much worse shit. Should a lesson be taught here? Morally or karma?
What if the next thing to go is the matching table?
I fucking hate the self serving police at the best of times... So would rather not even talk to them.
The chairs maybe worth £30-£40, but they are my fucking chairs! They've been there two years and no one has so much as touched them.
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