My parents place was turned over once when I was a kid.
Luckily my then policy of keeping my bedroom floor 6 inches deep in random crap seemed to ensure they didn't nick anything of mine. Looking back I can't think I owned anything worth having, but I remember a feeling or having dodged a bullet at the time.

I also remember the usual feelings of outrage and violation. I think they took some jewellery of my mum's that had very little cash value but lots or sentimental value, but I don't remember being without a TV, so maybe they didn't take that no idea why, probably coz it was crap.

/dull.
( CQ Knows the truth, all of it., Tue 23 Aug 2011, 9:23, 1 reply, 14 years ago)

They might hav stolen your jazz mags
"Bearded girls of the Motherland"
( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Tue 23 Aug 2011, 9:26, Reply)

No, I'd have remembered that
I think I hid them under the carpet back then.

Gosh hw odd it seems to have an actual physical cache of pornography rathwer than just an internet connection.
( CQ Knows the truth, all of it., Tue 23 Aug 2011, 9:41, Reply)