Several years ago Mr B and I spent two years living in Cardiff, and later Bristol, but working weekends in Dublin. This basically involved flying over to Ireland every Friday afternoon and returning home in the early hours of Tuesday morning.
We loved it. We loved the job, the people, our little Dublin flat, and also the fact that we had the rest of the week off together.
However, sadly, one November we returned home on a Tuesday to our house in Bristol to discover we had been burgled. The really sad thing was that it also just happened to be Mr B’s birthday.
In our absence some little feckers had broken in by removing the bottom pane of our kitchen door and helped themselves to many of our belongings.
We lost jewellery, i-pods, speakers, tennis racquets, cameras, the very first necklace Mr B bought me, a graduation present, a treasured pen. Basically they stole anything of value that was small enough to carry out.
I had secretly hoped that one day, were we ever to be burgled, they would steal Mr B’s TV but given that it is 10 years old, MAHOOSIVE and weighs approximately the same as a Fiat Panda this wasn’t to be.
Just to add insult to injury the little buggers then drove away in our car as we had kindly left them the keys.
But, you know, the saddest thing we lost was a memory stick that had happened to be in Mr B’s camera as he had been going over some old photos the week before. They were photos from a year he had spent travelling when he finished university. Those photos are now lost forever and it is very unlikely that he will ever see most of the people in them again.
This broke my heart.
Three years on you know this is really the only thing that still makes me sad.
When it comes down to it, stuff is just stuff. It is people that count.
I don’t attach too much value to my stuff anymore. Just my family and friends.
How about you?
What do you value the most?
its funny isnt it what you resent over a burglary. I was burgled back in 1994 and they took the kids tv, their super nintendo and two games, my CD collection, downstairs tv and video player – but the thing that still gauls me to this day was the fact they unplugged my fridge/ freezer ( was an open plan kitchen living room and the F/F was plugged in same socket as tv and video). When I got back it was defrosted and I had no food to feed me him and five kids, and no money to get a take away. had to scrounge food from the neighbours ( who happily shared). Insurance money replaced the rest but not the hassle that caused.
Oh I am sorry to hear it happened to you too. can take quite a while to get over it really but yes, you are right, it is funny the bits that you remember the most.
I’d be heartbroken if thieves took my rather odd looking green china rabbit (although I think they would have stolen all the toilet roll before they thought it was worth taking) because it belonged to my Grandparents and it reminds me of their house when I was a kid. Everything else could be replaced.
I am intrigued by your green china rabbit! Yes you are right though some things just cannot be replaced.
If they messed with my Sky+ box I’d sob for days.
I know honey. That would be a disaster.