It’s just not cricket

Not content with robbing me of the luxury of home delivered pizza, Redfern has offered up a new experience. While nowhere near as disturbing as learning someone was killed down the street and stuffed in a cupboard – and a communal cupboard no less – this morning’s Redfern serving was still unsettling.

Overnight, someone, or perhaps multiple someones, decided Andrew’s car warranted a little further investigation. He, she or they, used a tool to pop up the back window. It shattered, although remained largely in one piece on the footpath. A few little crystals of glass were strewn through the back of the car.

The aforementioned thief was certainly not neat, leaving the contents of the glovebox over the floor. Surely, upon finding nothing, he or she could have kindly returned the papers from whence they came?

Prior to leaving for holidays, Andrew suggested I use his car while he was away as he has glass breakage coverage. Is he psychic? Or is he not really in Tasmania but sneaking around the streets of Redfern at night smashing windows (as much as a 6 ft 1″ cripple can ‘sneak’ around)? Perhaps he’s just wise to the houso ways.

One thing puzzles me though. Why break into Andrew’s car? There’s nothing to take! Let’s see, if you peered in the windows you’d spy a pair of Canadian crutches. Now unless there’s a significant black market in mobility devices that I’m unaware of, I’d think this would be a poor choice for a break-in. I’m trying to imagine a black market for slider boards, wheelchairs and walking sticks. I suppose it’s not impossible. Products on the black market are usually those which are expensive. Mobility aids certainly fit in that category. Nevertheless they lack the spunk and pizzazz of some other articles and as the main market for these aids are senior citizens, it seems a stretch. I guessing the would be thief or thieves came to the same conclusion, as they left the crutches. Thank you Mr or Ms Thief.

So the day was all a little mucked up. I managed to get the neighbour to drop me at work (a very short drive but a fair walk). I picked up my laptop and work papers and one of my colleagues kindly drove me home so I could wait for the police and then the glass repair people.

The police arrived around 7pm and after a footpath statement, left me to move the car, tape up the window as best I could and try not to touch where we think said thief let his or her prints.

20 minutes later I’m finally on the couch. The cats are sleeping. There is a moment of peace. Only a moment mind you. Redfern had another surprise in for me.

Here’s the trail of texts from Andrew and I (with me filling in the blanks which were the phone calls back and forth)

Flip: Lots of screaming outside. Big time.

Really? Go peek!

Down on the street?

Yeah. People everywhere.

Go see!

Fisticuffs. Cops here.

Did you go see?

Who was it? Is it down in Walker st?

Yes. Your block. About half way down. On the footpath.

With a cricket bat.

Only she’s not playing cricket…

Take a photo

Many people seem to be coming from one of the downstairs units

iPhone photo!

I tried.

Woohoo! I wish I was there

Heaps of people have gone back inside now the cops are here.

You get all the fun.

I wish you were here too.

I’m running out of calm

Close the doors, pull the blinds down and go watch some tv 🙂 put some music on, play with a kitten, escape into our own little world and shut the rest out

See email for photo

Excellent photo flip. Now I can’t wait to see tonight’s blog.

Flip: Ambulance!

2nd cop car.

Should be an Aboriginal woman with platinum blond hair there somewhere.

Big Woman? Older?

And, she is related to the people diagonally opposite you in the red brick flats the one we walk past to get to woolies.

The one missing a leg?

Older woman, loud, waves her arms a lot

I haven’t seen one missing a leg.

I think it’s hilarious

Flip: What’s so funny?

You read back later and it will be funny. The older woman? The blond woman? No, the woman with one leg!

Flip: Far out, they’ve cordoned off part of the street.

Oh dear, that can mean only one thing.

Flip: What?

[No Response]

Flip: Third cop car!


a little later:

They took down the tape. Guess no one’s dead.

That’s always a good thing.


Never a dull moment in Redfern.


Posted on January 20, 2012, in Life and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 10 Comments.

  1. This might not be the most important thing in your post, but when you write, “And, she is related to the people diagonally opposite you in the red brick flats the one we walk past to get to woolies” do you mean you still have a branch of Woolworths? Or was woolies just what we called it over here.
    Glad no one was dead. 🙂
    The main road at the end of my street leads north and south to hospitals with A&E so we have sirens going all the time. And the odd shooting/stabbing.

    • Yes, we have woolworths. I recall when I went to London more than a decade ago that your version of Woolworths and ours were slightly different. I think you’re woolworths is more like our Big W (which is part of Woolworths anyway).

      I was watching The People’s Supermarket and it said that in London there is a ‘monopoly’ of only 4 supermarket chains (if you can have 4 in a monopoly). Here’s it’s 2! Woolworths and Coles.

  2. Ah, but we don’t have Woolies anymore. They went bust here. I didn’t realise they existed anywhere, so I am quite excited, as at some point I shall visit Oz. Do they do Pick’n’Mix?

    • Umm no. David Jones used to have a fancy Pick’n’Mix.
      Woolworths is just like Sainsburys or Tescos. Not at all exciting.

      • Shock!
        Tescos is the pits. aiming for world domination and promising lots of choice while restricting and reducing it. Sainsbury’s is incomparably better. Though I still prefer M&S and Waitrose for their policies around farming methods.

  3. What is The People’s Supermarket? Is it fronted by Tony Blair?

    • No. It’s fronted by a chef. It was a TV show. He tried to set up a supermarket run by members. It bought produce that the supermarkets wouldn’t accept – cucumbers which were too bent; potatoes which were too small or too big and sold them at affordable prices. It also had a kitchen where all the food that was close to use by in the supermarket and was going to be tossed was cooked and turned into saleable meals. It really was quite interesting.

  4. Oh, your Channel 4 is evidently the same company as ours. I’ve not watched this, but noted that the blurb is about fairness for customers and producers. how about produced?
    I buy catfood from M&S because I contacted them to ask if the criteria they apply to animal welfare for human consumption also applies to petfood. They said yes. I cannot understand people loving and indulging their pets, yet feeding them meat from animals who have lived their brief lives in conditions that make me ashamed to be human.

  5. It is infuriating to be robbed by an incompetent. When I lived in Chicago, my car was broken into in a restaurant parking lot. The theives didn’t even brush the snow off too look in the car before breaking the back door window. If they had, they might have seen the car alarm.

    So after setting off the alarm, he still tried to pry out the stereo, which was worth about 50 dollars new. He failed to get the radio, but did break something that I had to fix.

    A few years later with a different car, I got hit again while working downtown. Guy got in, took a few things like my tollway change thing, left no sign or damage. Was a pleasure.

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