Just interrupted a guy trying to break into my car, on the drive on upper Kirkdale. He ran off hell for leather down Kirkdale in the direction of Dartmouth Road.
Black guy, maybe bald, black tracksuit with white markings on. Fast on his feet and didn’t appear to be carrying anything.
I’m now waiting for the police, who said they’d do a drive around then come here.
Update: this happened at about 01.55 hrs (it was 1.59 when I looked at my cclock). It’s now 02.20 and the police have just been. Very nice. Warned me not to leave stuff in the car, which is a bit of a mess.
Thanks Pauline. Like an idiot, when the police arrived I completely forgot I was supposed to be shielding and got far too close for far too long. I’ve been so careful and haven’t been out for weeks and either wash down every delivery or put it in purdah for 72 hours. Now this! And entirely my own fault as it was only after the police had left that my husband (who’d remained upstairs while they were here) called out “I hope you socially distanced!” The stress of the moment had completely driven that out of my head. So now an anxious two weeks.
It is hard to remember in a panic isn’t it. It can make you paranoid about everything & everyone. Not that I’m in contact with anybody, I’m shielding as well & just talk to my daughter with her on the edge of our pathway.