Attacked

Today we experienced something not so nice.
Well, Daan was the one had had to experience it actually.

A long story short: When he was going home from his allotment on his bike he got a call from a friend. He stopped near a bench, somewhere in the Biessumerbos, a small forest. Still on his bike with one leg on the bench, he took the call. At the moment he wanted to put his phone back in his pocket, out of the blue a guy on a bike, dressed in dirty black clothes with a black hat even (it was 25C!) grabbed his hand and snatched the phone from Daan. He then took off on his bike.

Before Daan realized what just happened he went after him and caught up on him. This guy problably hadn't expected that. He still had the phone in his hand and when Daan came next to him he threw it away and biked away even faster. 
Unfortunately the phone crashed on a tree, so the screen was in 1000 pieces.

By then Daan realized what happened and he got scared and just wanted only one thing: go home!
A few minutes later he came home, as pale as a sheet and told Annemarie what just happened. At that moment I was in the car on my way home somewhere between Veendam and Delfzijl, and I suddenly got a message with this story.

Within minutes I was home too and on the phone with the police.
They took it all very serious and went looking for this guy immediately. He wasn't found of course. Around 17.45 we had two police officers in our home to record Daan's version of what happened.

Around 20.00 I ordered a new phone for Daan. It will be delivered next Wednesday.

Although Daan was impressed by all this, we could laugh about it already as well. He went to bed in a good mood. No trauma left I hope. Think not. Daan is a tough guy! He wants to go back to his allotment tomorrow. Alone.