Berwick Babe

Katie in Berwick-Upon-Tweed. After my bag was stolen & almost immediately found last week, I've spent the week on the phone to Northumbria Police trying to arrange its return. Today I finally got it back. iPad and Blackberry missing, everything else intact. Thanks thieving little shits for not being too evil. If keys and all had ended up in the river, the inconvenience would have ramped up substantially.

Our friend Iain drove us down to England which is so very us & them in Police terms. The lovely and very pregnant P.C. Dawson told me that when the police need to speak to an officer cross-border, they are put through to the call-center and it can take over half an hour to get to the officer. How (f'n) efficient eh?

Following bureaucracy-hell, we headed home for enormous-tent-dismantling with wine quality-assurance. All went well, obviously ;)