It's true, it happened to a friend of a friend of mine...

it's been a hard day's night...

, posted: 28-Mar-2008 19:52

Sorry, I wanted to sing 'last night I couldn't get to sleep at all', but was afraid you may not know the tune.

Problem is, our neighbour's security light shines right into our bedrooms.  If there ever was a case to investigate I would only be able to say 'Sorry, I didn't see a thing - The security light blinded me'. 

So I visited the neighbour this afternoon.  I think the light stays on when he is on night duty.  I believe he is a police officer, but that's beside the point.  Apparently these new-fangled lights can be triggered by sensors, or just left on full-stop.  Like last night.  And often through the years...

Last night happened to be the last straw for me.

Today, my nice neighbour moved the security light so it would shine elsewhere.  I am sure the dogs will look after his missus while he is away, anyway.  They make enough noise.  I will hear them if there is any problem, I'm sure.

But what about MY security?  Hubby is going to Aussie tomorrow, to help buy a new car for our daughter, whom we left behind when we 'ran away from home'. 

Well, he has fitted window stops to several windows.  Particularly Junior's, as he always leaves his side window wide open.  And we can't have the murglars getting in, now, can we... 

But I always go around the whole house and lock it all up when he is away.  Even in summer in Australia.  I would rather swealter knowing I was safe, than have open windows...

Reminds me of the time in Sydney as a new bride, when Hubby started night shift with the NRMA.  That's road service, if you're not aware. 

Any Murglars would have to actually find the entrance to the joint, something which our friends often couldn't do.

Then get through the bottom door.  Then climb the rickety old stairs before they even got to our front door.  But that doesn't matter.  When I went to bed that first night, I locked THREE locks.  Didn't put the chain on, that would be silly.  Hubby had to get in after work, after all.

I slept very well with all the security I had going for me.  Only to be woken by a seething mass of anger, at the foot of the bed, which I somehow knew was my husband.  Oh well, I shrugged my shoulders and went back to sleep. 

Next morning I got up, to go to work.  It was only as I went to leave that I saw that the door had been jemmied open.  Or perhaps apart would be a better word for it.

Apparently I had slept so soundly that I hadn't heard him banging on the door for almost two hours because he only had TWO keys.

Finally he had got a crow-bar and let himself in.  And that, of course, is when I woke up.

Yep, I wake at the slightest sound...

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Linda George
New Zealand

Five Children*, Three Cats*,
One Husband, One of Me.
(Oddly enough...)
A few Aussie Accents,
One dedicated Kiwi,
Several ANZACS.
Go Figure.

*One Kitty Kat...

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