Yesterday I heard a few odd noises up the side of my house and just assumed that it was my neighbour in his place. When I went outside not long after my wheelbarrow that had been just passed my door had been moved in front of the door and somebody had used a broom that wasn't mine to prop open my rubbish bin. I thought it was freaking odd but must have been a mate and I didn't hear the knock.
I had a fixie that my brother in law gave me which I used as a beater for a short while but managed to kill with inappropriate use. After a failed attempt at bunny hopping a gutter it got put up the side of my house and forgotten about after a bit of time trying to give it away.
It needed a new back rim, the seatpost was stuck, new pedals were required but it still had a bit of purple Cane Creek bling that would have made it useful to somebody for parts or to restore. If a complete stranger had asked, they could have had it and I would have been glad to see it gone.
Instead, this morning I notice some lowlife came into my space and stole it.