My thoughts are with Tom after his flat was burgled.
He speaks of that moment when you awake in the middle of the night, gripped by momentary paranoia, before realising that it was nothing. Unfortunately for Tom it was a guy stealing his DVD player, X-box and a treasured camera (a present from his friends).
As with most tales of burglary that I’ve heard, it is always the loss of a physical object that evokes fond memories that hurts the most.
