All at Sea - with a bucket and spade!

Funny story really. Me and Emma got home from Hatton (bearing in mind I’d resisted the oh-so-lovely, obscenely-expensive chocolate) to find these in our kitchen. Posh chocolate and posh red wine. At first we thought Jeanette and Ian must’ve left them there. But we weren’t sure. And we weren’t sure, if they had, whether they were for us to consume and enjoy or whether they were picking them up later to take them somewhere. You never really know with Jeanette and Ian, well Jeanette. She’s always in and out of our house when we’re out. It’s just part of the whole arrangement. Emma sent her a text. Jeanette sent one back saying yes they left them for us. So I ripped open the box (carefully) and ate three. They were very very lovely. Emma ate some too. How nice of Jeanette and Ian

About an hour later, Jeanette and Ian came round Jeanette was smiling in a strange way. She does that sometimes. She said it wasn’t really them. But she ate one anyway. I ate one aswell. I actually wasn’t really sure whether I believed her. She’s kind of like that. You never really know if she’s serious. I asked Ian if they bought them. Ian said ‘No’. He also ate one. So did I. I believed him. They didn’t buy them.

So who came into our house and left chocolates by the back door? The most likely next option would be Pete and Lorraine. They have a key. They live round the corner. But there was no motive and it still didn’t seem right. Emma texted Lorraine. It wasn’t them either. But they’d be round in ten minutes. They each had a chocolate. I ate one too.

By this time, me and Emma, Jeanette and Ian and now Pete and Lorraine were all trying to guess who might’ve been in our house. We couldn’t remember who else had keys. At one time pretty much everyone we knew had a key to our house. Why? I have absolutely no idea! They just did. We were trying to figure out did Abbie still have a key? Again, even if she did, no motive to leave us lovely chocolates. Did Mu have a key? No car - and she lives the other side of the city (and no motive anyway). The plot was thickening. Did Ellie ever have a key? We didn’t think so. Although we could never be quite sure. The next door neighbours definately have a key. On account that every now and again I lock myself out. Did somone leave them with them? Maybe someone from the job Emma’s just finished? Nah, they’d just wait and hand them over the fence later. We really couldn’t figure it out. Anyway we opened the wine. And Lorraine suddenly cracked it. It went something like this:

So the mystery is solved. Thank you Mr Crickham. Red wine and chocolates are two of the very best things in the world. It was very very very much appreciated. And we actually had fun trying to figure out how on earth they got there.

I would’ve blogged sooner but I’ve had a migraine and had to stay away from the computer for a couple of days. It’s just started easing off this evening. I blame it on too much red wine and chocolate!

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