Bag, belts and a beany hat.

So there I was in the kitchen, doing another load of washing when suddenly I catch the sight of a guy holding onto a bag and belting it down the back street. 

“You look like a thief!” I thought to myself, but then instantly reprimanded myself for the thought, because after all he could be late for some special occasion. But about half a second after, I see a policeman chasing after him in earnest. 

Meh! He’s a thief.