Bear's tummy continues bad. This is why I missed most of the gossip and wasn't able to offer reasonable sympathy to next door but one when she came back home to find herself burgled.
I was spending time with bear in the bathroom while two policemen checked through our CCTV for information useful for their enquiries. Our CCTV is legal, so only covers our house, garden and footpath next to us but it's something. There is footage showing someone checking our house out. I found that particularly unnerving. However I didn't get to see most of it as bear is feeling very sorry for himself and needs a cuddle. I was quite glad, actually, as the place is a complete mess and I felt mortified.
There is currently a lull in bathroom occupation so I am airing my thoughts here. Also updating a delivery order that is due tomorrow to take into account DH's preference for a recipe for Chicken Biryani with leftovers to be made into Coronation chicken. It's not very authentic, but it will do.
I'm feeling off balance myself. I had lots of plans that I can't keep up to as I'm listening out for bear, so I'm going to start a new knitting project to cheer myself up, though I am confident that poor Next Door But One is the one who actually needs cheering up. It's quite bad.
Also, the little jack russell that lives there was in while the burglary took place and poor thing is barking at everything that moves, including his own shadow. He must still be traumatised.