This morning, we discovered that my husband's car has been vandalised.
Someone has taken a key or some other sharp object and scored and scribbled all over the driver's door.
It is a total mess.
And I am sad.
Firstly for J-we are not well off, and that bright green Astra Coupe might be ten years old, but it is his pride and joy. And now someone has spoiled it.
Secondly for me, as not only can't I bear seeing J upset, but because as 'Chancellor of the Exchequer' in our family, it will be my stressful job to try and scrape up the money to repair it somehow.
Thirdly, a general sadness that there are people around who commit these mindless acts without thought or regard for the effect that their actions might have on others.
I don't know how they sleep at night.
I'm really sorry to hear that happened. People just don't think of others sometimes do they?
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