Why are there such horrible people in this world???
I was at the petrol station last night, filled up, took a £20 note and went to pay. I was stood in the queue waiting to pay when I heard a smash, looked out of the window and saw a lad in a hoodie pulling my hand bag through my now broken passenger window and dissapear off down the road.
It was quite late so there wasn't many people around and his face was covered by the hoodie so the CCTV didn't get anything useful which means the chances of catching him are pretty much 0.
That bag had my purse in it with all my cards, my phone, house keys (which now means I'll have to change all the locks), some make up (not that it'll be any use to him but it cost a lot of money) and my diary which has all my bookings for the year in. Luckily I only do a couple of gigs a month and I keep the contact details for everyone I do gigs for in my address book at home so it shouldn't be to difficult to ring around and get the details back.
But what a horrible thing to happen, I can't believe that someone would do that with me only a few yards away in the shop. I was really upset by it and felt quite shaken up, still not feeling all too happy today.
It's strange isn't it, but it's the little things that really upset me the most. My keyring which had a photo of my old dog and the bar of chocolate that we were going to eat in front of a film that I was most upset about loosing.
Feeling very
