For two years' running now, someone has stolen the pumpkin I put out on my doorstep on Halloween. This year's effort is pictured, about two hours before it was nicked. As you can see, it's not exactly a work of art.
No trace of it has been found, apart from the lid which I discovered at the end of my pathway in the morning.
Loads of other pumpkins were out on doorsteps down my road, but only mine has been taken. Is it the crows? Is it my reptilian nemesis from Northern Rail? Or do I have more enemies I don't even know about?
Who is doing this? Next year, I'm going to hide in a wheelie bin all night if that's what it takes to find out who is waging this secret vendetta against me.
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