Things have been a bit dramatic and unpleasant around here in the past few days!
Some time last week a random bloke came ringing the doorbell at our house, while James was at work, and proceeded to give me abuse about bin bags, of all things. I was at home alone with Georgie and so felt really scared at the time. I actually had her in my arms and had to step out onto the pavement with her to stop the dog getting out of the house, so I felt incredibly vulnerable – once he was gone I felt really ill – I think I was in a little bit of shock.
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Next, he decided to come around and harass James too, as he was parking the car. James had to shut & lock the gate in his face to get him to go away. The whole thing doesn’t even make sense – he’s accusing us of putting our bin bags outside his sister’s house, on bin night – and his logic that leads him to believe it was us is that when he went past our house late that evening we had no bags outside our house, but she had had a few extra dumped outside hers?! James actually put our bags out really late that night, but he refuses to believe this.
Personally, I think the most likely culprit for the crime is someone who already had more than the allotted 3 bag allowance, and dumped their extras outside her house, as she only had one there to start with – not someone who hadn’t apparently used up their allowance of bags!
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So, he decided to come around again today to have another go at me! I was seriously not happy, as I spent half the morning throwing up and then felt pants for the rest of the day. I didn’t then need someone coming round and having a go about something so pathetic!
When I denied the repeated accusation that we’ve been dumping our bin bags outside his sister’s house (we don’t even know where she lives exactly!!) he just kept saying “don’t lie to me, don’t you lie to me!” – I had to slam & lock the door in his face because he wouldn’t go away and I started to feel very threatened! I ended up in tears after he was gone, which upset Georgie – she didn’t know what was going on with me, poor mite.
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Anyway, we’ve had enough and so the police have been contacted and someone is coming around tomorrow to take a statement. I’m also contacting the estate agent that manages the property to arrange for a peephole and/or chain to be added to our front door, as you can’t see who is there before opening the door – we live in a corner house and the door is at a funny angle on the corner.
I’ve had enough of this drama. Can life go back to normal now please?
