New paintings and regular art updates.
Leaves falling sets the camera off, cats walking past, our reflections in the window. But I don’t care. We can check if someone’s out there. I’m fed up of feeling like a security guard. If I had a camera when our sheds were broken into we might have put them off, or they might have been caught. Now I can check my phone when I get an alert. Just got to figure it out!
After we were robbed a few days ago, some bits of trains and tracks turned up in the alleyway under the vegetation.
But so much has gone. Thirty years or more of memories. Trains, trucks, carriages, different sizes and shapes.
But most precious was a hand built bike my hubby bought in the 1970’s. The frame came first, 531 double butted steel. Then he had the wheels, chainset, pedals, handlebars added to it. That bike went to the south west, the lake district, all over Lancashire, and toured England. That has my hubbys heart infused into it.
There is a book called The Third Policeman, by Myles Magopaline? A pseudonym of Flann O’brien. It’s about how when someone owns a bike for a long time their molecules swap between person and bike so they take on characteristics of each other.
It is deeply saddening to lose your memories and belongings. He has lost his precious bicycle.
In shock, two men around 20s were in our garden about 2pm, hubby disturbed them. They took electric shears and other stuff. I saw them go over our gate, tried to grab one. Very shook up.
They both have short dark hair, one with a beard, about 5’10”,black jackets and trousers. Ran up our Road, hubby chased them Police have been. Fed up this is Four Times in a week!
Spoke to neighbours they have had their sheds broken into. It seems like a crime spree. I’m blogging to try and take my mind off things.
What have you been working on?
I am struggling to do things again. This incident with the theft from the garden has knocked me back. I’m jumpy and sent hubby out into the garden tonight to see if there was anyone about because I heard noises. It was only the neighbours thankfully.
I want to be doing art, drawing, experimenting, painting. But life keeps bashing me. I’m not happy to think I will never do things again. I think I can work my way through things, I’m just not sure.
Meanwhile I’m sitting watching TV, or listening to the radio. Hopes are low, but I still have them. So busy doing nothing as the song goes, but hopefully not for long.
The gap is, there like a broken tooth. Whoever got in the garden broke down the old fence and broke down branches. I’m fed up because a builder cut our hedge severely last year so he could get a digger down our alleyway. Then the local shop said they were going to put a gate across the alley for security but it hasn’t happened yet. I’m trying to get a builder in to put in some fencing, but he hasn’t responded…. Oh well. We hope our efforts work. But we won’t be storing things in the garden again.
Green Claude has gone
A Butler of a bike
Shiny chrome
Clip your foot
On its pedals
And fly…
Classic tourer,
Memories of Devon
Yorkshire, Lancashire
Cumbria and environs.
When you stole his bike,
You stole his heart
(for my hubby)
19.10.23
My hubby has had about 35 train engines stolen out of our sheds in the garden, 30 carriages, various sizes, n gauge, 00 gauge, tt gauge. And a g gauge train. Plus a mountain bike (black) shopper bike (white) and a Raleigh titanium racing bike and a spade which we think they’ve used to get into the sheds?
I rang the police and they told me to post to social media. I put this on local pages with a bit more information, but I wonder if it will actually help.
Meanwhile in other news I’ve got to keep all three cats in tonight as one is having an operation in the morning. Instead of using the litter trays he just peed in a random box which leaked into the floor so I had to clean that up. I don’t have any airfreshner. Help! Then he threw up a big furball, ugh. Cleaned that up. He’s run upstairs and then hubby came down for a cup of tea.
The world is destroying itself in many places so I shouldn’t grumble. But I am!
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!
Hubby’s Motor scooter was stolen early this morning. We went to bed late after watching a film. Then about five am someone started hammering on our front door. Hubby shouted he was calling the police, and the man outside said he was the police!
He said they had just seen it being ridden round Stoke and that it had been stolen. Hubby checked the gate and the padlock and hasp had been broken and the motorbike / scooter was gone.
They went off and we decided to drive round to see if we could find anything. What we did find was a large covered mobility scooter in the alleyway by our garden. It had been damaged where someone had broken through its faring to hot wire? The motor. I guess they must have done the same with ours and ridden off. On it. We reported it to the insurers, we will see what happens.
Mallaband-Brown