I just got in and my place was a mess. Even for me my place was a mess. Stuff thrown everywhere. The only closed cupboards were in the kitchen. When the police comes I'll have a better idea of what's actually gone (if anything - it looks as if my DVDs are not of the sort anyone wants - but why? Isn't Zorro's Foreign Legion the stuff of dreams?) and I am really not one for valuable jewellery (I can't tally the jewellery yet because it's all over the bed, but the most valuable is probably gone, which is my grandmother's engagement ring - I'll find out soon). The fumy thing is that it took me a few minutes of walking over boxes and things to realise taht I had a problem, not because the place was in any way the way I left it, but because I can't see a d* thing. Eyedrops and eye combine and make my home a hazard. I can't wait to see what the team of police (for they are sending a whole team) makes of this sudden junkheap.
After this has been sorted (and insurance if insurance is needed is done, I intend to have a *very* quiet day.
And I suddenly realised taht something *is* missing - my netbook. For certain. Damn. May I please hate thieves?