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beat up Ford Escort while Roger bought his van. For Mick it would be easier to walk as he only lived around the corner from the Pub.
    Mick made his way to Roger’s van. The first thing they would do was to drive around the area of the house making sure that nothing could cause them any concern. They would then park up down the narrow lane that led to the ‘Rec’. Bert pulled out of the pub car park first while Roger and Mick waited the customary five minutes before taking the same route as Bert.
    Both drivers would assess the scene and on meeting up they would report any problems and abort the task if need be. In this instance they found nothing to concern them and so the job was on.
    In the back of the van lay the Hessian sacks that would be used to bag the booty. Along side these were the cutting gear. On their arrival in the lane they sat for a few minutes to see if any courting couples were still on the field. It wouldn’t be the first time they had disturbed the nuptials of a couple as they skirted open fields to get to their quarry.
    The coast was clear. At this stage only Pete had got out of Bert’s car and went to the boot, the rest of them stayed put.  From the boot he took out his heavy duty wire cutters and made his way over to the other side of the field. Keeping to the hedge row he made it to the wire fence. He knew from his knowledge of passed exploits on this field which house they were targeting.
    The rest of the crew sat looking at their watches. Pete was given a five minute start to cut the wire fence before the others made their way to where he was. Because they had carried out many of these nightly raids not a word was spoken. Each knew the role they had. The job was done like a military manoeuvre.
    Squeezing through the fence with the exception of Pete, who would lie in wait, they made their way to the back of the house. This could sometimes be the most difficult part of the operation as most gardens had little cover should neighbours decide to look out of their windows. Fortunately for the gang this garden offered cover in the form of several fruit trees.
    Quickly and quietly they made it to the back door. Mick’s wishes were granted as he looked at the back door. It had an upper and lower glass panel. As they had seen no alarm box at the front of the house and there was no sign of security alarms or cameras at the rear they were confident that cutting of the glass would cause no problem to their entry.
    Carefully, as if he had been a glazier all his adult life, Mick cut through, first the outer glass and with the aid of the suction pads he placed it against the wall followed by the inner pane. Once this operation had been completed one by one they crawled through the aperture. Because of his size it took Bert a bit longer to ease himself through.
    Mick and Bert made their way out of the kitchen through the hall and up the stairs. Because of the street lighting they didn’t need a torch to search the front bedroom which Bert was to rifle through.
    Mick took the other two rooms and to help him find his way in the dark he had invested in a new windup type torch that needed no batteries. Both of them knew what they were looking for and were filling their sacks as if they were Santa Claus in rewind.
    Roger spent very little time in the kitchen as it was unlikely to yield much reward. The next room to be searched was the dining room. As he was making his way to this room he was stopped in his tracks by a rattling of the front door. Quickly he looked at his watch to check the time. It was just gone eleven.
    The other side of the door was the distorted silhouette of what looked like a man. Seconds later the figure disappeared. Once in the dining room he cleared the sideboard drawers of the silver plated cutlery and the ornaments scattered about the room. As soon as he was satisfied that he had bagged the most valuable items he moved back to the hall.
    By now the other two had finished their search of the