Robbed!…Maybe

A break-in around these parts is not so unusual. In fact, if we’ve not had something happen on our little street in a month or so then we start to feel very paranoid. Usually the thieves will be local kids and they will use our backgarden (being the end house) as the entryway to all the other backgardens in our row, jumping fences until they find a house with an unlocked kitchen door.
Well, this afternoon they managed to get past our high-tech security (a sliding lock on an old wooden gate) and broke into our shed. They must have had a skeleton key because the padlock was still intact and was hanging from the open door when Matt discovered the scene. It makes me smile to think of the sight that met the would-be burglars when they finally managed to get inside:

I wouldn’t be surprised if they took one look and decided it just wasn’t worth the effort. If anything has been taken they’re welcome to it because it just frees up space for more clutter.
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