Tag: Suspicious

Tall dark STRANGER!

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I was just walking to the post box when I noticed someone in a dark hoodie and trousers walking behind me. I’d decided to post a letter and I’d left my bag at home as I’d decided not to take any money. But I did have my phone in one pocket and was carrying an umbrella in the other hand.

As I walked I noticed he was keeping up with me because I walk slowly so I expected him to walk past. But no he was close to my left shoulder, I put my hand in my pocket because the phone was protruding slightly.  I stopped to look in a shop window across the road so I turned to look at him. He dawdled past me but I noticed he turned and looked back. I started to walk slowly again and watched him. Every few yards he looked back. So I kept stopping and looking in windows. Finally I got to the post box. He was about fifty yards ahead of me and once again looking back. I waited until he ambled off again. Then I turned around and headed home. As I got to side streets I walked up them and then back down. I only noticed him looking back again once.

I felt anxious about this and it made me quite nervous. The man’s appearance and his activity was strange. Was I right to avoid him?

Being pestered on Instagram

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A comment on my Instagram photo of my cat offers me the opportunity to sell my work as NFTs. I know NF stands for Non Fungible (transactions?). I noticed that a friend of mine has had a similar proposal offered to her. I immediately got that sinking feeling that this is dodgy. My images are covered by my copyright, but what happens if you start selling digital images. Aren’t they sold via crypto currency? How is it converted into something tangible. My art is OK but I wouldn’t say it was exceptional. Isn’t this just a bit of ego polishing? Like vanity publishing, and who gets any profit. I have friends who were going to set up an NFT gallery with a lot of friends art last year, but after a while I didn’t hear anything more. But the thing that really put me off was the silly Trump NFTs which were sold for masses of money, but almost instantly crashed a few weeks later. Until the whole thing is regularised I won’t touch it with a barge pole!

Suspisions

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I was writing about a budgie earlier and forgot to post what happened this evening.

I posted this information on the local neighbourhood watch page…..
Watch out for someone looking over gates into gardens…
I was watching TV when I saw, through the side  window, a man leaning over our gate and looking into our garden. He was white, probably in his forties, with dark balding hair and about Six feet tall, wearing a dark shirt and trousers.
My husband went after him and caught up with him up the hill. He asked what he was looking at and the man said he’d been looking at my husbands new motorbike (it’s very old and tatty) because his sons Honda motorbike had recently been stolen. He apologised and then they spotted the budgie, (another story). BUT, we have no proof that the man was telling the truth, so I’ve drawn the short straw to stay up and listen out.
And the motorbike is chained with two chains to a ground anchor, the gate is padlocked and chained. So the man hadn’t better bother to come back!
Now! Someone or something has knocked over the milk bottles by our gate so I took a walking stick with me opened the front door and shouted ‘what you doing’ to the street in general. Looked up and down, can’t see anyone. After the motorbike theft in March I’m a bit nervous!

Face over the gate……

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A few minutes ago a young man looked over our gate. He had dark hair and had a scarf or mask on covering the lower half of his face. As he looked over my hubby and I saw him and he say us. He turned away and walked up the hill. Hubby went to the front door and shouted, asking what was he doing and then shouted that he should sod off. The youth ignored him and walked away.

Why were we bothered? Because hubby’s motor scooter is locked just inside the gate. It’s attached to a ground anchor with a strong chain. That’s because it was stolen before but we got it back. It was stolen during a snow storm late at night but my hubby was able to follow the tracks to where it had been hidden! Is it any wonder that we are suspicious of people looking into the garden.