A few days ago I was greeted by Mr Plod making enquiries about a burglary that had occurred a few houses away. Some unlucky householder had some power tools stolen from their garage. It was mid morning and my brain could not remember that I had seen anything unusual to help with their investigations so I sent them away with nothing. Later, I did remember a lot of things - a car sat across the road from me and a man dressed oddly who was looking at or talking to his mobile phone. I contacted the police with the details and, today, they are coming to take a statetement from me. It would be good to think that this might catch the thief but I doubt I will ever know.
What surprises me in such situations is just how unobservant we can be. We think we take in a lot but, in reality, we miss such a lot of the detail. Racking my brain I could only trawl up so much information. Even more annoying and puzzling in this case was that Rod and I were driving away from our house and I even commented on it being odd that a car was sat where it was and that it was not a car I had seen before. So, why oh why did I not note the car's registration number or make? Perhaps I will do better if this ever happens again.
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