just wrote up what happened for a friend - here it is if you are interestedI just disturbed an intruder in the house.
It was scary and over very quickly.
At about 4.55 I heard some noise upstairs and shouted, 'who's that?'
I heard them coming down the stairs. I half thought it was my wife and didn't know she was in. So I continued shouting, 'who's that?'
So I come out my room as a bloke is at the bottom of the stairs.
I see the back of head, he's in a black hoody. I can't see his face, but his frame looks young, maybe 15 or so.
'What the fuck are you doing mate?' I shout, following him, with his back towards me.
He exits out the frontdoor, quickly but not running, and I open it maybe 2 or 3 seconds behind him and he's gone.
I briefly consider chasing, and then remember I'm a complete wimp and anyway getting stabbed is hardly worth it.
So I go upstairs and think, 'what has he nicked?'
And from the look of it, nothing. But the kitchen window is wide open.
Quite an athletic little fucker, the only way through the window is via an adjacent first floor patio. So he's have to climb a wall, and then balance on a railing to enter the window sideways.
Come back downstairs and google, 'Kentish Town Police' coz like a good little idiot I remember you shouldn't call 999 except in an emergency. Well, the guy is gone, so it doesn't feel like an emergency. So I get through to the local station and they tell me to call 999.
So I call 999. Mobile phones obviously have something special set up for this that I didn't know about as the screen says, 'attempting to dial emergency number' or something.
Speak to the police for what seems like ages. Maybe 10 mins describing all what I've typed here. They say they'll send some guys round.
So I wait. I post on the board that I've had an intruder.
Police turn up and say, 'Oh those emergcy people. They keep you on the phone too long.'
Police basically say there's fuck all they can do but suggest putting YET MORE locks in the house.
Anyway. To conclude here's my lessons of the day.
* Phone 999 immediately.
* Ask the emergency services to send someone round and don't rabbit to them for ages.
* Pikey little toe-rags who break into my house are going to get me reading the Daily Mail going, 'yes! I know!'
* I don't like intruders in the house. It's frightening.
(It was scary and over very quickly.
At about 4.55 I heard some noise upstairs and shouted, 'who's that?'
I heard them coming down the stairs. I half thought it was my wife and didn't know she was in. So I continued shouting, 'who's that?'
So I come out my room as a bloke is at the bottom of the stairs.
I see the back of head, he's in a black hoody. I can't see his face, but his frame looks young, maybe 15 or so.
'What the fuck are you doing mate?' I shout, following him, with his back towards me.
He exits out the frontdoor, quickly but not running, and I open it maybe 2 or 3 seconds behind him and he's gone.
I briefly consider chasing, and then remember I'm a complete wimp and anyway getting stabbed is hardly worth it.
So I go upstairs and think, 'what has he nicked?'
And from the look of it, nothing. But the kitchen window is wide open.
Quite an athletic little fucker, the only way through the window is via an adjacent first floor patio. So he's have to climb a wall, and then balance on a railing to enter the window sideways.
Come back downstairs and google, 'Kentish Town Police' coz like a good little idiot I remember you shouldn't call 999 except in an emergency. Well, the guy is gone, so it doesn't feel like an emergency. So I get through to the local station and they tell me to call 999.
So I call 999. Mobile phones obviously have something special set up for this that I didn't know about as the screen says, 'attempting to dial emergency number' or something.
Speak to the police for what seems like ages. Maybe 10 mins describing all what I've typed here. They say they'll send some guys round.
So I wait. I post on the board that I've had an intruder.
Police turn up and say, 'Oh those emergcy people. They keep you on the phone too long.'
Police basically say there's fuck all they can do but suggest putting YET MORE locks in the house.
Anyway. To conclude here's my lessons of the day.
* Phone 999 immediately.
* Ask the emergency services to send someone round and don't rabbit to them for ages.
* Pikey little toe-rags who break into my house are going to get me reading the Daily Mail going, 'yes! I know!'
* I don't like intruders in the house. It's frightening.
rob,
Tue 10 Jan 2006, 17:51,
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Mobile phones let you dial 999 and 112 when the keypad is lockedwell mine lets me dail 911 which is usless as I'm not in america.
Bloody creepy having someone sneaking about your house, at least they haven't taken anything
(Bloody creepy having someone sneaking about your house, at least they haven't taken anything
Mu Dinofiddler,
Tue 10 Jan 2006, 17:59,
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