Smokingboot

A neighbour has just come round to tell us that a prowler was spotted in our back garden a couple of nights back.

It's a biggish garden, with a little grove of trees at the back. On both sides the fences have been left to fall. Our garden is not so easy to get into, except via other gardens,who have let their fences collapse where they meet ours. And my bro has let ours slip on one side. Frankly, the gardens are meandering territory; anyone who can get into one can probably access all of them. I like to wander my garden at night. Apparently so does someone else.

So I am supposed to be careful to lock up, and I am supposed to be watchful, and I am the one expected to think twice about going out very late to enjoy midnight by the pond. Only that's not how it's going to be. I'm going to lock up as ever, but still intend to bimble under the moon, I'll just carry the baseball bat with me. I won't be made to feel like a victim. Don't know if we need a dog or a goose, but I know what that prowler needs...the good sense to stay the f*ck away!