My mother is the sort of person who goes back three times to check if she has locked a door or turned the oven off before sending Dad back just to double check.
I had a phone call from her last night. She is supposed to be enjoying a mid week break in Paris but she was worrying in the way only mothers can about the fact that in a blog I may, unsuspectingly, tell the reader some piece of information that may lead them to come looking for us with ill intent. Now, I’m not sure entirely what she thinks we have worth stealing, or why she has started worrying about this now, several months after starting the blog and I’m sure people have better things to do with their time than to come looking for us in the depths of France but apparently my parents have witnessed three scams already in their short time in Paris.
Living here it has been easy to get a false sense of security, and recently we have heard of things going missing from fields and barns so perhaps we do need to consider sharpening Tess’s teeth or something, but now we are the proud owners of double glazing our security is better than it was and I think with a rudimentary glance at our property anyone looking for valuables would decide to move on pretty swiftly.
In the ambulance service we were always breaking into houses that some ‘suddenly worried’ neighbour had sent us to. They obviously rarely spoke to the owner of the house who had omitted to tell them that they were off for a holiday shortly before we got the call and battered their door down leaving them with a room full of glass. Being of rather large proportions I always got my crew mate to shimmy through tiny windows or over gates, mostly so that I could take photos with my camera phone of their disappearing arse with which to embarrass them at a later date.
Oh well, I must be off to check my emails. Mum is bound to have sent me several about computer hackers and swindlers. I would have thought now she has a grandchild we would be the last of her concerns but I understand as a mother you never stop worrying.
Thanks for the warning - will expect to hear about the scams shortly….. Your niece has developed an un-natural delight in cleaning and is wandering around the house armed with a duster and Mr Sheen. She cannot be mine….
My Dad does the same. Warns me about people who follow you home so they can steal your car and so on. If I listened to him I would never go out.