Discovered today that I've been robbed on two fronts. The Rectory Wife had been in Portugal on business and had brought me 1000 cheap cigarettes, for myself and other sinners. Imagine my dismay to find them gone from my study, along with my digi camera. Someone has been very "opportunist" and has managed to sneak in when the back door has been lying open for the dog.

Don't know who is more despicable... the thief or the Royal Bank.