Sunday, November 23, 2008


On Friday night at about 10.40 pm Mrs P and I were relaxing, watching TV and contemplating a cup of tea before retiring. Paulinus Minor Major had come downstairs earlier saying he couldn't sleep and could he go to sleep in our bed? Of course he could. Out of the corner of my eye I saw some movement coming down the stairs. He couldn't still be awake, surely? I followed into the kitchen only to see a fully grown man, IC-1 (if you watch The Bill) brown blouson jacket, blue jeans, 5'6"-5'8", brown hair swept back from his forehead exiting the back door (which had been left unlocked earlier).

I gave chase and he went over the wall in to next door's garden. I went round to apprehend him with a piece of 4x2 (with a rusty nail in the end for good measure) that was in the garden. He gave me the slip. I aggravated a recent meniscal tear and have hobbled all weekend. After checking the slumbering boys, Strathclyde's finest arrived (an impressive 5 minutes after getting the call). They searched the gardens around our house and went around the streets. A van from the dog branch arrived and some beautifully fearsome looking police dogs under the charge of two pretty young policewomen took up the scent but I think the rat-faced chummy was long-gone.

A video camera has been nicked but nothing else. We all slept in the same room that night and keep all the doors locked now, day or night. Most importantly our boys were not touched but this man, this burglar, this felon, this thief, entered the sacred environs of our home. We were stupid to have left a door unlocked.

I'm trying to be a good Christian but I'm having some black thoughts about what I would have done had I apprehended him. Stupid as he may have carried a knife. Stupid again, as I might have succeeded in doing violence and would have faced the wrath of the CPS and more importantly the judgement of Almighty God. It is not that he stole (he did), but what he might have done to my children (he probably wouldn't have done anything) that irks.

Please pray for us that the anxiety and lust for vengeance dissipate.

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Anonymous Marc in Cape Coral said...

Many prayers!

4:23 PM  
Blogger The Cellarer said...

Yes, lucky you didn't get him, as you say he may well have had a knife, syringe or other weapon. The Proc Fisc does tend to view anything more than a polite, "gonnae no dae that" very dimly. Have you charged and then probably sue you as well!

Count blessings for lucky escape and lock that door from now on!

7:42 PM  
Blogger leutgeb said...

That's terrible.

Leaving your own back door unlocked whilst you are all in seems perfectly reasonable to me. Why should you have to be locked in?

You ate all safe. That's the main thing.

On the subject of running after theives. A gallant colleague of mine gave chase to some thieves who had taken some hifi equipment from the Music Dept (we are particularly vulnerable, lots of portable goodies,) and he said as he ran down the street that he did wonder what would happen if they stopped and pulled a knife on him. They dropped the stuff, breaking the CD Player and taking a corner out of the amp as it goes. An inside job methinks - they knew I would be in a meeting then and were very quick exiting the building.

8:13 PM  
Blogger Rita said...

Someone must have been pretty desperate (or high) to enter a house knowing the occupiers were inside. It is definitely a very good job you didn't apprehend the man ...

Prayers and thanksgiving for your safety.

8:32 PM  
Blogger Paulinus said...

Good point, Rita. Deo gratias, a candle was lit to Our Lady and a Te Deum said quietly today for deliverence.

8:48 PM  
Blogger Mac McLernon said...

Dear Lord, that was a narrow squeak. It is very fortunate that you didn't have a run in with the man. Thank God you are all ok.

9:42 PM  
Blogger antonia said...


11:14 AM  
Blogger Martin said...


Lucky escape there. Hope Mrs. P and the weans were not too rattled.

10:07 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

That's terrible.

Without going into too much detail, tis the season for it, and i for one haven't been stuck for things to do thanks to eijits like the one you described.

2:24 PM  
Blogger Ottaviani said...

I felt exactly the same when I was mugged by three Arab youths in London some five years ago. What's more is that I knew where one of them lived, because I saw him come out of his house some two years later. The idea of "petrol bomb" ran through my head.

Rather silly now but I suppose the justice of God is always better and more exacting than what we humans could ever do.

Prayers for your family.

2:49 PM  
Blogger Paulinus said...

I'm grateful to those of you who have posted kind messages and remembered us in our prayers.

God bless you.

1:39 PM  

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