After a pensive wait I got a letter through today letting me know that, on this occasion, they were not going to take any more action.

Good news at last!

She said that I should have been informed when he was arrested in April and was very apologetic. I said that I didn’t mind as there was nothing I could do about the news anyway. She then said “no wonder everyone has such little confidence in the Police” to which I said “I don’t think lowly of the police at all”. Which is true, I don’t. I have the utmost respect for the Police and the Law that it is there to enforce.

So this afternoon a Police officer came over to our house to take a statement. It was basically a formality.

So what of the person who stole my car? Well he apparently has 8 separate convictions for motor theft, of which he has admitted to 6. His prints where all over the inside of the car so he really is utterly without thought.

Talking to the police man today about the crime brought it all back and now I’m nervous again. I keep looking out of the window at the Octavia just to make sure it is there. I do this about 15 times a day usually (only since the Fiesta was stolen) but now I’m doing it 15 times an hour. I just can’t settle. I wonder if I ever will? Damn that little crap to stole my car!

Someone had stolen the Fiesta!

My initial thought was “Did we take the car somewhere last night?”, but then it clicked that it really had been stolen.Who in the world would steal a 1.1 Fiesta with about an much “GO” as an anorexic hamster during the day? Only a yoghurt.

I called Mandy and she started ringing people as I left for work, there really wasn’t anything I could do.

At about 11:00 that day Mandy gave me a ring and said that the police had found the car, but it was in a ditch. The odd thing here was that it was little more than 1 mile from our house. Who would steal a poor performing car and drive it for 1 mile before either dumping it or crashing it into a ditch. Only a yoghurt.

They probably wouldn’t have got much further considering that the car had almost no petrol in it at all. I can’t believe this is happening. We had only just repaired the thing as it broke down about a month ago. We were also trying really hard to get all the money together to pay for the tax and insurance.

I didn’t know how much damage had been done until this morning when we went to the impound lot to see the car and retrieve anything that was in the car. We really didn’t expect anything to be there but nothing was taken. Not even the CD player. Who would take a slow car, with not much petrol, about a mile down the road, drive it into a ditch and not even take a Blink182 greatest hits CD? Who? Only a yoghurt.

Anyway, looking at the damage on the car we can see that it will probably be an insurance write off. There is a lot of damage to the front driver side bumper, which isn’t quite clear in any of the pictures below, but it would take more than the car is worth to fix. There was also a lot of damage to the passenger side door which Mr. Yoghurt bent back to gain entry to MY car. Here are some pictures from the impound lot (it was clean on Thursday night).

Front passenger side notice the mud on the wheel.

Back passenger side. The tyre here was flat and you can just see the damage to the door that was caused on entry.

Close up of damage to door.

Back driver side. Did Mr. Yoghurt drive it through a field or something?

Front passenger side. Damage to bumper can be seen, but not clearly.

Close up of underside driver side front. More detail on damage to bumper. There was also a lot of damage to the stearing column where Mr. Yoghurt managed to start the car. Apparently all you have to do is get the back of the lock off and just twist a screwdriver in it. I wish he had died in the crash.

Once we had been to see the Fiesta we had to go into Crewe police station and have our fingerprints taken. This was just to eliminate us from their enquiries, but I really didn’t mind doing it. Actually it was quite interesting and now my fingerprints are on record. Many people are afraid of what they see as a “big brother society”, but I welcome it. My philosophy is that if you have nothing to hide you have nothing to be afraid of. If you break the law then you have to pay for it and with a society completely under surveillance there would be little crime, and even then the people doing it would probably be caught.

So we won’t be getting the Fiesta back. The car I learnt to drive in is gone. I would be upset if we had sold it, but this has got me really down. I am now utterly paranoid and keep going to have a look to see if the Octavia is still there. It’s driving me crazy.

So we won’t be getting the Fiesta back. The car I learnt to drive in is gone. I would be upset if we had sold it, but this has got me really down. I am now utterly paranoid and keep going to have a look to see if the Octavia is still there. It’s driving me crazy.

Mandy is going to start going into town on the bus and see how it goes, but from her initial research she said that it would cost £3 each way. This cannot be right, but the only way we are able to actually find out is if she just gets on the bus.

What is the point? I work every hour that I have to better myself and earn money for my family and then some fool comes along and throws yet another spanner in the works. Sometimes I feel that everything I do is for nothing. But I suppose it doesn’t count for anything really, cosmically speaking.

All I know is that I am a better person than the idiot who stole my car. Not just a little bit, but at least a googol better. That’s 1 to the power of 100, or 1×10¹⁰⁰.

After a quick check they said that the battery had died, so they put one on order and sent her on her way. I’m not surprised by this as the battery is now around 15 years old and I was almost expecting it to fail at some point. I’m just glad it was nothing serious or expensive.

Mandy wasn’t too happy about the car stopping though, she is still trying to get over the flooding from yesterday.

However, on the way home it was raining really badly and the roads were very wet. There is this section of road on the Buxton to Congleton road that is quite windy and hilly at the same time. This bit is no trouble for the Octavia, but when I drove the Fiesta around it I found that comming out of the last turn the car didn’t have any stearing. It took all of my driving skill not to hit the opposite bank head on straight away. I managed to slow the car down quite a bit before it finally hit/slid into the bank side on on the wrong side of the road.

If there had been anything comming the other way I would have had a really nasty accident. As it was the car was fine. I just had to wash the wheel free of all the mud it had collected and it was good as it was before.

Funny thing that. I hit the Octavia off of a curb and it costs me over £400. But I take the Fiesta and completely throw it into the hedge and it drives away just fine!