STOP PRESS!! The glasses have been found!! By me. I went back to the huerto still feeling a bit ruffled from the previous day's events and during the course of the evening decided to scramble up to the reservoir and take in the view. On the way down where the abandoned allotments are I saw my glasses. So people, is it possible for a pair of glasses to levitate and fly off course about 20 metres? Could a magpie have purloined them and then thought better of it? Has the huerto got pixies? Yours Columbo. 

Hello people. I'm not on here much these days but I can assure you I am doing my best. Not sure there is much room for improvement but we must strive!! Anyway...someone stole my glasses while I was down the huerto. I have no words. I had to cycle home half blind and now need to get new ones. I have no space for anger. I am past all that. Really. However, I do now have to contend with the fact that there are two people on the huerto I can no longer trust. And this is a terrible thing. It goes against the spirit of the man who set up the foundation, Daniel Calasanz. All I have to hang on are my mother's words...''they will never have any luck...'' And they won't. Mark my words people, don't fuck with the good guys. They always win. In ways that are often difficult to comprehend. Cos if they didn't, none of us would still be here.