Want to have a rant about the fuckwits that are messing up my life (and my fiance) either due to their own incompetence or malicious intent. Unfortunately for confidential reasons the only one I can really mention was the cnut that stole my fiance car and the Essex Police whose prime objective was to do as little work as possible. Even had to, how shall we say, have very persistent words with them before they would even give me a crime number, let alone get off their arses. Once I eventually persuaded them to give me the number I could give it to the insurance company, who activated the tracker, found its location almost immediately, they then informed the police who then actually started briefly doing their job and sent a P.C. to check it out and then arranged recovery to a Police compound. So instead of waiting for two or three days, which is how long I was originally told it was going to take to allocate a crime number due to backlog, between myself and the insurance company we managed to locate it and therefore get it recovered to a safe place in under two hours. This I knew from my Insurance company (Admiral) who were doing an excellent job and giving me updates every half an hour or so whenever there was a development.
As there were some personal belongings in the car, including the only set of house keys for my fiances house we contacted the Essex Police to see if it was possible for us to recover them before we started back to Leicester. Not only could they not tell me where the car was they seemed to be totally unaware that it had been found and recovered, and they still had a marker out on its registration!
So we had to leave without the keys and other stuff and ended up drilling out the lock on the front door so we could get in.
It would seem that the only crimes Essex police can be bothered with are those which would get bad publicity or a lawsuit filed against them if they didn't. If any other crime gets solved it is mere coincidence rather than any effort on their part.
This all led to a chain of events that really turned the bank holiday weekend into a nightmare that included crashing the Elgrand and then having a blow out and I am still not fully recovered from it, although fortunately the Elgrand is now good, well at least apart from a slow puncture I discovered today.
I am also today just having to deal with a different set of fuckwits who are also potentially going to fuck up my future if they don't get their act together, but that will be for another time!
There, I feel a bit better now.