Break-ins

Yesterday someone tried to open our front door. As I sit right beside the front door, it was quite disturbing. Holly went crazy. At first I thought it was some extra post that the post-lady had forgotten, but there was nothing on the mat and I remembered it was more of a door-handle sound.

It wasn't until the evening that our neighbours said "Did Grandad try to get into your house yesterday?" and I tried not to look too relieved.

Although, if it had been unlocked, Grandad would have had a cheese plate over his head and a crazy dog licking him to death.