Good morning my dear – how are you today? Yes, it’s lovely to speak with you again but I must confess that I am a little befuddled with one thing and another. However, I really must ask about your family – do you have any photos you can show me today? Oh, my dear they are really gorgeous. Thank you so much – you know how I love to see them. The children are growing so quickly. I really can’t believe it’s only a month since I saw them last.
Right then, now that I’m up-to-date with your news I’d better let you know what is happening in my world. I really don’t know why things need to be so difficult – why do people need to be devious and underhand. If there is an issue – please just tell me – let’s resolve it, and don’t make it even more complicated than it needs to be.
I know I’m speaking in rather an obtuse style which I don’t particularly like but I don’t know how else to say it. I don’t know what is going on, but perhaps it will gradually become clear to us both. I probably need to go back a couple of steps so you will understand!
You remember that there had been some phone calls to my flat but we didn’t know where they had come from. Well that situation is still the same. However, when Georgie went into my flat earlier, she wasn’t happy. Apparently my bedroom door was wide open and the bedding was rather crumpled as if someone had been sleeping or lying on my bed! Georgie decided to review the spy camera in my bedroom to see what was showing – but now there’s a surprise – the camera is missing! I thought it was hidden quite well, but obviously not well enough, and it has gone. To make matters worse, I meant to link the cameras to Georgie’s laptop before I came away, but with one thing and another I completely forgot. So there’s nothing which can be checked! I didn’t have a camera in my hallway – there wasn’t really anywhere convenient to place it; however it would probably have been found and removed.
The funny thing is that whoever went into my flat managed to get in without smashing the lock. You may remember that I had a new lock fitted after Gordon’s uninvited visit, but obviously my mysterious visitor managed to pick the new lock so the door looked as it usually did. Georgie rang Teddy who rushed round – she had a quick look to see if there were any fingerprints – but no, there weren’t any obvious ones. They both then went into the living room, which hadn’t been disturbed at all. Georgie had closed the living room door after her last visit and it was still shut when they went in together. It would appear that whoever my “visitor” was, they just went in the bedroom. The cameras were still there in the living room but there hadn’t been anything for them to record, which is great, but still leaves me a little confused. So the implication is that someone went into the flat just to prove that they could. Nothing was taken, although apparently it was obvious that the chest of drawers and wardrobe in the bedroom had been opened.
Georgie and Teddy stripped all the bedding off my bed and after a conversation with me, Teddy took it back to police headquarters. She is aware that I don’t want it back. She also took the duvet and pillows with her – just in case. As it happens there were only two pillows on the bed, as the remainder were in the top of the wardrobe. I had just changed the bedding the morning I came away, so that I could come back to a fresh bed. However, I have other duvet covers and pillow cases – I just need to buy another duvet. In fact I think I’ll order one online and have it delivered to Georgie who has said she will remake the bed in readiness for me. I’m so lucky with the friends that I have – they all do things to help me which are more than simple friendship.
So then, what do I think – I’m fairly sure that whoever invaded my privacy did so just to prove a point. They didn’t intend to steal anything – they wanted to show that they could reach me whenever they want. It’s rather frightening, because I don’t know why? They must have known I wasn’t there – there wasn’t any attempt to go any further into the flat. Apparently nothing was disturbed apart from in my bedroom. However, the question that worries me is – would I have received a visitor if I had been at home, or was this purely because I was away? I really don’t know.
It’s a worrying thought because I’m not particularly mobile and wouldn’t be able to fight off any intruders. I’m sure that if I made enough noise then Georgie or another neighbour would try to assist me, but how long would that take?
Right my dear, I need to pick myself up. There’s no point in looking on the pessimistic side, and trying to second-guess these criminals. I don’t know what they want, and I don’t know how I appear to be involved. However, there isn’t anything I can do while I’m still here in Scotland. I don’t plan on rushing back home because there isn’t anything I can do to change things. I’m sure that I’m safe here for the time being so there’s nothing to be gained by me returning home.
Oh yes, Mrs. M – thank you for asking about her. She seems to be OK, but still rather pre-occupied with something. She has been trying to get on with her knitting. I’ve been checking how she is doing every few rounds, so as to catch any problems before they get to the point where I have to frog it all again. Apart from one or two rather loose stitches, which in the scheme of things don’t matter, she is doing reasonably well. I’m certainly not going to frog it for minor “design features” which add to the individuality of the item anyway.
We haven’t managed to go out as there has been rather a heavy precipitation over the past couple of days. Fortunately it’s just been rain, as snow would cause us severe problems! I’m hoping that it’s too early in the year for snow. I understand that it’s usually from the middle of December onwards that the white stuff creates problems around here.
Anyway my dear, that is the current situation. I can’t say that I’m happy, but there doesn’t seem to be anything more which can be done at this time. Oh yes, Georgie asked me about the lock on my front door. We have decided to leave it till I get home and then ask our friends at the police to recommend a locksmith and to advise me on the best choice of lock. I think I also need to have a bolt on my door for overnight, so that if anyone does manage to unlock the door then they will find bolts top and bottom which will certainly slow their entrance down – long enough for me to summon assistance. This sounds absolutely ridiculous – a tiny flat in a retirement complex with bolts on the door! It would be laughable – apart from the fact that it is serious! Oh well, let’s hope that it will all be over soon. I wish I knew what “it” was, but I don’t, which doesn’t help anyone.
Mrs. M has just asked if I would like a cup of tea, so I must answer her and then we need to decide what we’re going to eat later. Oh yes, we had a delivery from the local store yesterday – they were really good at choosing items for us and the produce is all excellent quality. So now we are well stocked up again. We’ll speak again soon my dear. As Always –
With Love – Jan xx