As I mentioned in yesterday's post, I had a great birthday... For the most part. I had all those great presents and cards, a chocolate birthday cake, and loads of wonderful birthday messages from friends and family. Basically, it was looking like a great day. And that was how it stayed until around 4:30 pm.
I was sitting at my PC when I heared something hit the window. A few seconds later more stones were hitting the window, and then someone was in our yard kicking the baby gate that's on our back door while shouting abuse at me. Then someone started playing with the buzzer for our front door (while the "kids" throwing stones, kicking the gate, and shouting abuse were still doing it). I know they were playing with the buzzer, because of how long it made a noise for.
I called Mam to tell her, called the police, then waited.
I think they heared me giving the police the details though, because by the time the beat officer arrived the kids were gone.
Anyway, to cut a long story short, even the beat officer has had more than enough. He's given us his number so we can call him directly if the "kids" are out there, and is trying to contact the housing people to "hopefully" make them move us a bit quicker.
Also, my social worker is writing directly to our representative in the housing association, and if that still doesn't help, she's going to phone that person.
So, we have four letters being sent now, and I'm going to see if I can get the doctor to write one too.