MY VIEW #63 - Breaking In- Oh Yes!

This is a short story about me. I bet you never knew that Grandma E. was involved in two break-and-enters (B & Es). yes it is true, but it was my own home, and I'll tell you why I had to break two windows to get in. It really is a wicked thrill, to throw a brick and a rock through windows in two different houses, one in Huddersfield and one in Calgary. Oh my, I did feel guilty, but I had to do it.

Construction Photography photo

In our house in England, the back door was the one we used most, and at the side of the door was a small window we could open and close. It was called a "butterfly window" which pivoted on a bar across the middle of the glass (2 ft by 1 ft wide,) so you could push the bottom pane out and the top pane would come in, a neat idea. However, it was locked on the inside, and that was a problem when I had locked myself out of the house. I went next door to my neighbour, Mrs. Wilcox, and asked her to help. After a bit of laughter she found a brick, and as she watched, I put the end of the brick, bang, right through the window.

Dead silence, then Ella said, "I really enjoyed that!"

Then we laughed like lunatics, and she said, "We need some tea, when you've fetted (sic,) come round and we'll have a cuppa."

What will Ron say? Oh he will laugh too, and he will fix it. Such a carry-on we had that day. Ella, Jack and son David (Wilcox) were very good neighbours. They all laughed at me.

The second break-in (this sounds like a thriller) was a busy school day and I had been to town, come home by 11 a.m. to be there for lunch for my kids, and found no key, oh dear! I picked up a big rock (we had lots) and just broke the window, what a noise. Glass all over (a 20" x 20" pane,) made a lot of mess and noise, but I got in and lunch was on time.

Linda said, "Why did you do it?"
"Forgot my key."
Bob said, "did anybody see you do it?"
"No."

After lunch and the children back to school, I ran across the road to the "Sash and Door" place and told Jack Martin (manager) what I had done, so he came over, viewed the situation and sent one of his workers over. Two hours later I had new glass in the door. Then I cleaned all the mess up, that took another hour.

Next day I told Ron about it, and he said, "You all seemed very quiet at supper last night."

Bob and Linda got the giggles and the whole tale came out.

"Too bad I wasn't here to see you do it, maybe next time."

Mom

June 2, 2007

I remember vaguely the incident in Canada, but not the giggling. Mom was pretty resourceful, wasn't she?