Showing posts with label a bit of sleuthing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label a bit of sleuthing. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Miss Marple Update


The doorbell rang and there was a man with a rucksack on his back and leaflets in his hand – and nothing like the figure I had seen. We had a chat and established that we didn’t require new windows, and that he always had his rucksack, with his ID inside.
Time to phone neighbourhood watch - no answer - so I left a message and decided to call the police.


It took some time to find the number as I had no intention of dialling 999. I spoke to someone on a switchboard and told her the story. I had to give my DOB and place of birth but I assumed this was for security reasons. After I had told her all I could think of I was given a very long security number and told that someone from our local station would get in touch – possibly tomorrow. She was polite and helpful throughout.


Not long after – before lunch, I got the phone call from K and when I told her I had the photo on my computer she asked if I could send it to her. We exchanged details and I trotted off to do the deed but got a message that it couldn’t be delivered. When I spoke to K we decided that it would possibly be their security that was the problem and she asked if I could print a copy. I told her this would have to be black and white and she said she would collect it around 2pm and would ring just before to let me know and that I shouldn’t worry that she was in mufti – but she was a police officer. By this time she was beginning to feel like an old friend.


To my surprise the black and white print was clearer and looked like something from Crime Watch. I went to open the gate for K and eventually a pleasant young woman in jeans turned up on foot. We examined the photo in the kitchen and just for my own satisfaction went through the story again. She emphasised that I should never put myself in danger and when I told her about the wood she said someone who had problems but was harmless, was living there.


I asked K if anyone recognised the figure if she could let me know. Soon after she had left she rang to say the sergeant thought he might recognise it but he would like to see it in colour so I gave K my URL so they could see it on my blog. Two new readers- yippee!