Hooray. A thief has been busted at Bondi. I hope they bury her up to her neck in the sand and let the sand crabs do their worst.
If only ther were sand crabs at Bondi.
It only takes one person like that to make your trip to the beach an absolute misery. I usually leave all my valuables in the car and take just my car keys and a $20 note to pay for breakfast. Everything is carried in the rattiest looking bag that I own. I wear an old and unfashionable shirt with holes in it and leave that ostentatiously draped over my ratty bag.
It also helps to swim before 7am, when most crims are still in bed.
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