My neighbours, several doors down are on holiday. I'm not sure where, as we're not even nodding acquaintances. In fact I'm not sure they're on nodding acquaintance terms with any of the immediate properties. Their house is the biggest in a row of houses, and they seem to enjoy that.
Fair enough. We know our place.
My next door neighbour has had the occasional 'set to' with These 'Burgermeisters', as they object to him washing his car whilst listening to Ken Bruce, on the odd occasion bellowing at him to "Turn it Down!",
Fair enough. No one likes to be disturbed by noise pollution.
As I said, these people are on their private island in the Indian Ocean for three months (I'm inventing things now!), and they need to protect their property from oiks and evil hoodies. What better then than a state-of-the-art, super sensitive burglar alarm.
Fair enough. No one wants to come home and find ones mansion is missing a Van Gough.
(You can see where this is going now, I'm sure)
Over the last week or so, the aforementioned alarm has gone off 3 times. Always at night. On two occasions, after eleven.
Fair enough he may be being burgled. His Picasso's, may indeed, be in jeopardy.
I've been out once or twice. Conversed with the neighbours, not seen any sign of reprobates. Someone's waded through the moat and had a quick look at the back, no sign of any breaches. Phew!
So the dilemma. When it goes off next time should I :-
a) Inform the police - something unseen may be going on. His property may be at risk. and I should do everything in my power to assist.
b) Run upstairs and publish the inconsiderate bastard's address on www.burglar-tips.org. He's gone away without word one to anyone about what to do if his hateful stinking alarm wakes the world and his wife up. The git can't even be bothered to speak to us all year, and then expects someone to lift a finger when the scream machine, with it's stupid flashing blue light goes off, in the hope that someone will save his chintz.
I'll let you decide.