I'm really rather annoyed. Tonight I had a lovely meal - Chicken with a really nice lime source & a selection of root vegetables, and a few bottles of beer. I don't normally drink mid-week, however, it's been a fairly busy one therefore I decided to break the habit.
Once that was done it was time to avenge my defeat to my flat-mate, Andrew, on Pro Evolution the previous night. I'd lost in all three games that we'd played, and wasn't competing anywhere on the pitch. We sat down and after beating him 3-1 with Saudi Arabia (he was Chelsea) he decided for us to go head to head. We had a couple of 3-1 victories (1 each way). Then I was Classic Brazil & he was Brazil and I beat him 8-1. That made me feel good so I decided to give Saudi Arabia another run out - and lost 3-1.
The night was going well though. I had enough beer in my belly, and was well fed. We were also listening to Bob Dylan's "Blonde on Blonde" on Super Audio CD - which is a fantastic album. Life was good.
To cap off the day, we decided a trip to the Jazz Club, Matt 'n' Phreds, would be in order. I've been down there a fair bit recently and really like the venue. There's always a live band on and the quality is really good. There's all types of jazz so if you're in the area, do check it out.
I got changed and realised I'd left my coat in the car.. bummer. Luckily the car is parked in a car park under the flat - so I just popped down there. I headed towards my car (after checking post) and noticed it was unlocked... that was strange. I opened the Drivers door and saw a notice from Greater Manchester Police.
"Your car has been checked for fingerprints.. please contact the police."
"Cripes.." thought I, "Microsoft can't have found me that quickly."
So I called the police immediately, asking them for what the note was about - and how they managed to get into my car.. I got the response "Your car was seen by a couple of officers on patrol earlier as it had been broken into."
Broken in to... it was then I noticed that the back nearside window was smashed. There was the shattered glass everywhere. Anyhow, the Police woman seemed rather amused, and I was quite bemused that I hadn't noticed it.
How annoying. The car is in a car park underneath the flat that only a few people have key fobs to access... yet still some scallywags can get inside and smash a car window. How frustrating. What's happened to the old phrase "never touch a man's wheels." Oh well.
Will sort it out with the insurance company tomorrow...