This is the name I have given the culprits who violate our personal space in and around our homes.
Yesterday at the unearthly hour of 4am my house alarm goes off I proceeded to the kitchen to deactivate within 30 secs to be confronted with a very cold kitchen as the doors and windows were open. It is fair to say my brain was not at its best at that time trying to piece together the doors and windows. I did close them and drop snips the night before. Look in the conservatory and it is easily apparent someone had made entry to the property.
Police called and arrived within the half hour with an update as to their progress by telephone. They were doing a sweep of the area before coming to me.
Best I could tell at that time in the morning only my wallet and a mobile phone was missing.
The rest of the day was spent making statements calling various agencies and insurance company to secure the property.
I was asked by the police if I had lost a pair of binoculars, looked in conservatory and a small set was missing.
Police called round last evening at 11-30 pm to ask me to identify if a set of binoculars were mine, they were and someone had been taken into custody following the sweep in the morning in a street just behind Carrick Drive.
Scumbags whoever you are violating our personal space and causing in the grand scheme of things minimal damage to property which can be repaired you cause us an enormous amount of stress and anxiety. Persons less able than me are in fear of living in their own homes as you appear to make repeated returns to add further stress to an already difficult situation.
Luckily I did not encounter the person/persons involved but at that time in morning nothing is happening in the correct order but I would have inflicted as much injury as possible to the person/persons but dressed in my best PJ’s was not exactly Kung FU attire.