I'm typing this on Cliffey's laptop because mine has been stolen, along with Sarah's camera, my mum's laptop, and Sarah's phone charger. They almost took my phone charger as well, but they must have changed their minds at the last minute because we found it hanging off the clotheshorse in the hallway.
So my dad took me to the police station and they sent their man 'round to see what was what. He took a statement and told me that someone from the CID would come to investigate. Sure enough, another boy in blue arrived this morning to take my prints and dust for the prints of others. Whoever did it left their glove behind - I was tempted to ask on my Facebook status if anyone had lost one - so that's a lead at least.
On the plus side we did win the pub quiz at the George last night; our prize was a 24 crate of Foster's but I'm more interested in the Indian for two. I traded my share of the beer for that voucher, so all cries of alcoholism can desist now please.
Also I've suddenly become amazing at WWF No Mercy, which is heartening.
Joel.
P.S. Tomorrow - cricket jibes!
P.P.S. Actually tomorrow is Part 6 of The Goats so you'll have to wait 'til Wednesday for the cricket jibes.
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