Weather started clearing from the late afternoon. Suddenly, the cloudy sky became sea blue and wind cease a little bit.
The boys next door stole our walky-talky last week (not sure if they aware we already know about it). I were super angry and said we need to ask it back. But my husband said since they stole it, they will deny it and it is useless to ask. If they did do it, they won’t dare to come near our house and we won’t speak with them. I thought it over and agreed to my husband. One of the neighbour reported their push-bike was stolen (people here sometimes put the belonging outside the house without locking because most people are honest and won’t take it). One of the boys were saw cycling on a bike that they took somewhere else. All these suspicious belongings are hidden in the house of one of their friends.
We don’t have proof to show their misconduct but we did see one of them quickly run to the front of our house where we put the walky talky and they were gone with the boy. We haven’t say anything but the boy may guessed we already know it. He afraid to show himself near our house and once he saw us, he run away. It is too obvious. The $30 Walky talky were gone, but it is worthy to test the character of a person. The boy is silly. To stole a thing in scarify of all the trust. It is his loss, not ours.
The family next door is terrible. The owner is a couple from the pacific island near Fiji. It is ok for just themselves. But 3 months ago, their daughter and son-in-law, their 4 granchildern moved from New Zealand to Sydney and temperately slept in their house. Imagine 8 people slept in 2-bedroom villa!!!!They even don’t have money to buy a computer. So that is not strange that the children are behaviour badly and stole things from others.
Because raining for the whole weekends, we stay indoor and have really good time spent in reading. I have finished reading two volumes of Russell’s autobiography and now moved to the 2nd volume of Russell’s selective letters (such a thick one!) and The Analysis of Mind. In the train to and from work, I read Hume’s History of England (II)–it takes me ages to read!!