I heard this evening that a fellow member of the Horticultural fraternity, a charming elderly lady living alone, has suffered two mishaps in two days. Firstly, after returning from shopping, she was offloading her car into her garage right on the road when she saw a supposed ‘person’ gathering cardboard to sell. Being the sort of lady she is, she promptly offered him a large black plastic bag to carry it in. He grabbed this bag, and as he vanished at speed she realised the black bag wasn’t the only one he had made off with. Her handbag, put with her groceries, had also gone. This contained her money, identity document, driver’s licence and some of the irreplaceable personal things usually found in such a bag. What a repayment for the sort of kindness she exhibits daily!
Then, the following day, she arrived home after a walk and saw that some things in the house were out of place. Foolishly, but understandably in the circumstances, she shouted and obviously disturbed one or more intruders. A drawer that had contained, among other things, her car, garage and house keys, was standing open. Before she could react, came the sound of her car being driven away. Although alerted immediately, the police made no progress in the matter.
Now will come all the hideous inconvenience of fighting grasping insurance companies and battling with moronic officials to replace her documents all without the transport to get her to them other than relying on friends or relations which, as a fiercely independent person, she will hate to do.
Poverty and bad upbringings and drugs and lack of education are insufficient excuses for the disgusting vermin on two legs that callously prey on the elderly and helpless in South Africa these days. I would love to eradicate them with a suitable vermicide.