The Masked Haul....

Terrifying times this afternoon, when we were broken into by a gang of masked raiders.

They nicked loads of presents that had been under the Christmas tree, and the one who spent most of her time lying flat on the floor asked (very politely for a marauder) if she could please have a toastie because she was 'starving and had eaten nothing all day'. (Apparently this was a wicked lie, as the chief robber reminded her that she'd had at least half a selection box and two bananas at 7am!)

Unusually for burglars, they hung around for an hour or so, taking photos with (presumably stolen) new mobile phones and telling terrible jokes.

And as if that wasn't a scary enough experience, they even threatened to return when the plague is over!

I had to have a stiff gin and some emergency Maltesers straight afterwards to settle my nerves.......