Oops... that last post must have been a little too verbose for my readers... sorry. Not one of you proposed what you would have done in my situation - boo hoo!!! *Miss Brisbane throws a few rotten tomatoes and lettuces at the computer screen for dramatic effect* - but I forgive you for your shortcomings because I know time is short for us all and it's a crazy, loco planet we live on. :)

Basically, I called the cops to notify them of what I had seen and to make them aware of the situation. So I can now officially add "Informant" to my list of past active duty. A lady and a man police-person came around to their house about 45 minutes after I'd made the call and from what I could see (no serious neck injuries were sustained by me from all the peeping and spying), the police were obviously satisfied with what they found as they left after no later than 5 minutes. I HOPE that they might have said some kind of comment to the parents though, like "Please don't lock your child out of the house in the dark at 10 at night," or perhaps maybe even words to the effect of "Might not be a good idea to drive off and leave your crying child on the footpath, unattended by any other adult figures in the house." Fingers crossed hey? Things seem to have mellowed out a little in their household since then anyway. So that is good and fills me with relief. I hope nothing dodgy is going on behind closed doors.

Anyway, I knew you were all wanting to find out the conclusion so, yeah... :)

Have a lovely evening. I've just popped home from the nursing home where my beautiful 80 year old grandmother is currently laying in a bed, morphined up to the eyeballs after experiencing quite a big stroke yesterday. Each stolen breath could be her last one and we force ourselves to stop watching the rise and fall of her chest, expecting that either the rise or the fall won't come the next time around. The woman must have a strong heart though because she's still here with us. Anyway, I must now return to the anxious vigil my family is keeping at her bedside.

Savour and enjoy each day as though it was your last - cliché for a reason people.

x