Someone set fire to one of our wheelie bins last night and this is our garden this morning.
This it the view at the top of our garden now. The fence has gone, the wheelie bins and the compost bin have melted away to nothing, the trees are charred, with frazzled leaves, the window on the shed melted and had to be removed by the fire service, however the shed somehow survived, the gates are charred too. It's devastation, I'm devastated. Firemen think it was probably some teenagers, seen hanging around, who either flicked a lit cigarette end into the area, perhaps into one of the bins, or it was malicious damage. Whatever, the result is the same - I can't stop shaking. And I'm left wondering if the person who caused all this will even be aware of the damage caused to our garden and to me ... I fell down several stairs and injured myself in my hurry to get to the phone.
On a more positive note, several of my neighbours were absolutely wonderful, so kind and helpful, and the fire service were so quick to respond that further damage was prevented ... there's an awful lot of decking and fencing in our garden! One of the firemen, Del, was kind enough to make me a cup of tea and checked out my injuries ... in fact they were all wonderful. Thank you to everyone who came to my aid.
Alan is in Manchester, so my daughter and her husband are coming over though truly there is not much they can do ... it's pouring with rain right now.
I'm away now to try to rest but I'll be back :)
Happy Saturday everyone,
