Woke up at 5.30 this morning to the missus telling me we’d been robbed. Her car and her daughter’s not on the drive. We go downstairs, conservatory door half open. Two car keys missing off the hook. Conservatory door smashed to bits. Walked around in a daze all day. Cars going is ****, but insurance covers it. A pain in the anus at most. But the feeling of someone (more than one cu.nt I assume, considering two cars were pinched - my car was left alone) breaking into my home has floored me. I feel violated. Wronged. Anyone who knows me knows, I take no prisoners. I’ll tackle any ****. I’m not big or hard. I just back myself, my beliefs, my loved ones and would kill if I need to. But here I am. Absolutely hopeless. I feel like I’ve failed. I’ve let down my family. Anyone else gone through this?
Terrible experience mate and not one I have had to deal with. My car getting broken into is the worst I’ve had. Hope you are ok and the police get the culprits. Utter scum.
I saw your Mrs had put it on Facebook mate, ******* hate thieving *****, I’ve had stuffed pinched from sheds etc and that was bad enough but to think someone’s been in the house would make me feel sick.
You HAVEN'T let down your family and they know that. You weren't to know this was going to happen, it will make you even stronger if anything once you're over the shock. So glad it was only the cars which can/ will be replaced that was stolen and everyone's ok. Good luck and remember you've got each other.
Happened to me when I lived in Pogmoor. They obviously stole it to order. They came in the back door and found my keys in my coat pocket (with my wallet which had 100 quid in it). They left the wallet and the money which surprised me. I guess as a result I felt a bit less violated. It wasn't as though they'd been through my stuff. Just nicked my car. You mentioned insurance. That was the biggest ball ache. Axa tried everything to get out of paying out including trying to claim the manufacturer's optional extras I'd specced when I bought the car were modifications which weren't covered by their policy. I got paid out after about 9 months but vowed never to insure with them again.
We got burgled 5 years ago and disturbed them as we came back home, they had broken into 3 other houses in the village that night and both me and the wife were sick with rage and also angry at how someone could do that. Absolute scum and I swear to this day if I had caught them in the act then I would have gone in full nuclear, I hate the fact that some lowlifes think they can invade your home and take what you have worked hard for without giving a toss: sadly the police were not interested and we heard nothing more from them once we had the crime number. They had ransacked the house an gone through all the drawers, which the wife took really badly and she ended up throwing loads of clothing away because she couldn’t cope with the fact that they had touched them
It's horrible. Some twát put a ceramic planter through our kitchen windows years ago to get in. It's knowing they've been there and violated your space as you say, not so much the missing stuff
It happened to me, about 20 years ago now, broke in while we were all asleep upstairs, took car keys, put all my dvds and some tech in the car and got away. We upped the security and as it was three blokes living in the house we weren’t overly bothered about what might have happened. The funny thing was, my dvds were rather eclectic, Japanese manga, French and Belgian art house cinema and British new wave cinema of 50s/60s. I can imagine them trying to flog them around the pubs “anyone want any Francois Truffaut or Jean-Luc Goddard films?” It made me angry, scrotes going round in the dead of night looking for an opening, but it’s never happened since. 2 females dogs is what you need, constantly on patrol and sound like hell hounds.
What cars were they ? Been targeting Fiesta ST around Penistone area. You've let no one down, these scumbags will do anything to get what they want.
They’ve found her daughter’s car. Hi-spec BMW. Not a mark on it. Just parked nicely in Manningham. Apparently, these ***** do that. Leave them a few days to see if they’re tracked etc. No idea about the missus’ car. We aren’t well off people. Don’t get me wrong, we are far from poor. We have a good life. But it’s not an easy life either. We graft and save. We are generous to a fault. Have no enemies. We live in a fairly decent rural village on the edge of the city. Our family is well known here. Family farm in the village. All of the land surrounding the village is family land. These ***** (if found) will regret ever looking at my house.
The ******** broke into my Dad's Ford Capri in the nineties. It was his pride and joy. They were after his car stereo. The car had an alarm which alerted the whole street. They scarpered and just left the stereo dangling from the dash. However, it sickened my Dad and he didn't look after the car as much after that. I don't like using this term but I feel like you've all been through a violation.
It's not personal, you're not a failure but it is a really shitty thing to happen to you and your family. It's like you say, your home should be your safe space, especially when you're asleep. Glad they've found one of the cars at least.
These stories of burglary are heart breaking. Hopefully all of those affected have recovered from their ordeals.
Luckily no ... hope it gets sorted soon mate. My mate's been turned over a few times - unluckiest bloke I know
Just before Christmas 1993 we were burgled. I know the year for certain because we had just got back from my RAF posting in Germany that summer. Having come from a secure, happy environment we found ourselves back in our house in Gloucester, which had been rented out while away, and feeling a bit exposed because right there, at the end of our drive, was the road and pavement that literally anybody could go along. I know that sounds odd because it's normal life for most of us but, at that time, I did feel a bit worried. My wife had gone away to Hampshire for the weekend to see her Mum while I was up in Barnsley for an overnight stay at my brother's following a match that afternoon. I can't remember when I got the call but it was such a shock to hear that we had been burgled. The police had entered the house, seen my RAF jacket hanging up, and found out where I might be by ringing the camp for my next of kin details. Anyway, these low life individuals had forced our kitchen door open simply by using a crowbar. The police told me that aluminium framed doors were very easy to prise away from the door frame so it would have been done in a matter of seconds. Luckily for us our neighbour had a visiting Red Setter who barked his head off because he heard something not right so Mike, the neighbour, went out and spooked them. They had parked on our drive way and loaded up the nice stereo and tv equipment that we had brought back from Germany. They also took some personal items like my wife's jewellery. I drove down to Fleet to pick up my wife and then we went back home to find the house had been secured by the police and a bit of a mess to clear up. We took some advice obviously and soon ended up with stronger doors and windows and timers on the downstairs curtains front and back. It had never really occurred to me that leaving the curtains open at night with no lights inside was a clear signal to passing scum that nobody was home. Obvious, I know! Once all the new security things were in place we relaxed again, but guess what. A few weeks later they were back. This time it was early evening and I heard a kind of splintering noise from upstairs and looked out of the little bedroom window to see a strange car on the drive. The adrenalin kicked in and I went rushing downstairs, flung the front door open and chased two of them back to their car. A third was obviously still in the driving seat so they got away. God knows what I would have done had they turned round and gone for me with whatever tool they were holding! This, by the way, happened with both of us in the house, lights on, watching tv with the curtains closed. The barefaced cheek of it shocked me. The upshot of all this was that we never got any of our possessions back and it broke my heart going around Currys looking for replacement, inferior electrical items. I didn't want new stuff. I wanted OUR stuff that we had paid a lot of deutschmarks for that previous summer. Burglary is one of the foulest crimes imaginable and I am glad that this was the only time it happened to me (so far!). Had we not replaced that front door they might have got in that second time, terrorised us and got away with our stuff again. That thought haunted me for some time but, luckily, they didn't get in again.
Sorry to hear this YTBC , a number of years ago we had both our cars taken , wife’s was a brand new Golf . Very professional job , they somehow jammed the wireless alarm which we always put on , took the keys from the kitchen after jemmying the window .
At the end of the day you're better off having known nothing about it. Last thing your family would want is you getting hurt, especially if there was more than one of the little ********.
Yeah I came home from work once and my ground floor flat had been ransacked. Proper horrible feeling in the pit of my stomach and took me a few weeks of checking all my doors were locked and chains were fastened but it does pass with time. One of the worst feelings for me was that they went through my drawers, and whilst there was nothing worth owt in there, it was the invasion of privacy that rattled me. Only thing they took was a pillow case so that was an annoying reminder when i didnt have matching any more. Had to buy a new set.