I know, my dear that today’s title sounds somewhat defeatist, but perhaps you will understand the further you read into this little post. I have recovered from the talent contest and was really pleased with the reactions of the contestants and audience alike. They seemed to thoroughly enjoy themselves and it was a great success. I have been asked if I will organise them on a regular basis, but at the moment I don’t want to think about it. I’m sure that the fact it was the first time there had been a talent contest in the village added to the popularity of it, and if it were to become a regular event there wouldn’t be the same amount of anticipation. I’m not sure how many folk would be inclined to enter something which was held every three months or so.
Changing the subject completely I went round to Mrs. M’s apartment and we embarked on a thorough search for the pieces of Swarovski crystal and jewellery which had been mislaid or stolen. We went through every drawer and cupboard – and collected all the crystal and jewellery together that we found so we could establish the total number of missing pieces, if indeed there were some which couldn’t be accounted for.
Fortunately Mrs. M had actually included everything on her contents insurance and had provided photographs of every item – that was at the beginning of the year, so although she has a couple of new pieces, essentially we had a definitive list to work with – even more unusually, Mrs. M had kept a copy of all the photographs. When we were sure that there weren’t any more hiding places we collected all the pieces together on the table and sat there with the photos and checked all the items off. We were very careful because some pieces were very similar, and in several instances there were large and smaller versions of the same piece.
Eventually we came to the conclusion that there were eleven pieces of crystal which were missing. Additionally there were four pieces of jewellery which we couldn’t find. Mrs. M wasn’t sure what she wanted to do about it, but I told her that we had to involve the police – if only to get a crime number, which the insurance company would insist on before settling any claim.
I rang the local police station and spoke to an officer who said they would arrange for a detective to come out shortly. I also rang Teddy, my good friend who is a CSI, who confirmed that she would likely be asked to come and dust for fingerprints. I explained that she would be unlikely to find any as were weren’t exactly sure when the items went missing. The other slight problem was that Mrs. M has a cleaner who comes round a couple of mornings each week and dusts, vacuums and generally straightens things up, so the possibility of finding fingerprints was likely to be a none event. Nevertheless, if the police officer decided that Teddy needed to try and find some prints so be it.
Yesterday afternoon the detective visited Mrs. M – she texted me when he arrived and I went round. He was very pleasant and delighted that there were photos, but said that the likelihood of anything being found was zero. I had realised that – to be honest the police have enough to do with dealing with crimes on a much larger scale than this, but at least we could contact the insurance company. He did say that as Teddy was a friend, he would ask her to pop round in the hope of finding the odd stray fingerprint.
So that is the current situation regarding Mrs. M’s precious pieces. Unfortunately there isn’t any chance of them being reunited with their owner, but at least she will be able to claim their value from the insurance company. The next thing is to request a claim form and list the items and enclose photos. I’m sure the insurance company won’t quibble about settling the claim – it’s completely straightforward and we have the evidence of the photos and a crime number. Once we have the forms from the insurance company Mrs. M has asked if I will help her in making the claim.
I have had a little conversation with Mrs. M about the security in her apartment and persuaded her to have some tiny cameras hidden around the rooms, similar to those I have in my flat. She wasn’t aware I had them – I had kept that bit of information to myself, as of course, once you tell someone a secret, then it isn’t a secret for very long! However, I’m sure that Mrs. M will keep this information to herself as she can understand the reason for it. I have also suggested she changes the lock to something similar to my mine which will ensure that if anyone does try to break in then she will be aware of it.
I’m really sorry my dear, this has taken much longer than I anticipated, but I did promise to keep you updated, I have an appointment tomorrow with a couple of folk who may be able to help me regarding Gordon’s disappearance. I still find that really peculiar – people surely just don’t disappear without a good reason. The other thought is that he may have taken himself away from something that was causing him a problem – I really don’t know, but something doesn’t sit well with me. The timing of his disappearance seems to be contrived, although I may be completely wrong. No doubt I’ll find out soon and you can be sure that I’ll tell you as soon as I’m able.
I’m trying to catch up with a few things that have been neglected for a few days. I don’t like to let bits and pieces build up and they have done – not excessively so, but enough to bother me. I’m going to spend the rest of day starting to play catch-up and I’ll be back to chat again in a couple of days. As Always –
With Love – Jan xx