I think it was all Maviss fault.
All she has to do is make sure that the outside door of the conservatory is
kept locked. Simple enough youd think, wouldnt you? Obviously the
door into the house should be secure when were not sitting reading or
whatever in our garden room as we like to call it, but when she
uses the other door that takes her out onto the lawn, she just doesnt
seem to think what shes doing. Anyone could get in through that door when
it isnt locked just by going up the side by the fence.
Now, Im not a big bloke, not even
average size I reckon. Just about 56 thats when I have
my shoes on and am well under 10 stone. And thats wet through. Nor
am I cut out to be a hero either. So when I saw the size of that intruder, I
did the obvious thing. I shouted for help. Very loudly.
Like the U.S. 7th Cavalry in a fifties
black and white western, it arrived just in the nick of time to save my bacon.
A rapid thump with a rolled up newspaper and the intruder met his maker. Talk
about relief.
Obviously its going to cost me but
I dont mind that. But I just dont know what best to buy for my
saviour, Debbie, my eight year old daughter. Any suggestions anyone?