. . . . Safety

 

 

 The inner peace of burglar prevention

All burglar prevention devices are money well spent. The house at

night can creak, doors can slam, and undistinguishable noises can

waft up from the kitchen when the kitchen is supposed to be empty.

Alone, this creates high nervous tension, and I did not wish to die of

a heart attack bought on by night nerves. My house was in the centre

of the ‘Oxford Rape Triangle’ when three women, at separate

addresses in my immediate neighbourhood, had their houses broken

into and were then assaulted. In haste I had screw-locks put in all my

windows, dead-locks on the outside doors, and Banham locks on all

inside doors in the house. Unfortunately, it now looks like a bit like

Fort Knox but at least I feel safe. In my view, whatever money is

spent to ensure peace of mind cannot be too much and burglar

devices should be a top priority.

 

I heard a woman who had started her own business talking on the

radio about her experiences. The one certain thing she now knew,

she said, was that she could trust nobody: that no one was

trustworthy. If this were true, life would be very sad and gloomy, and

I do not feel the same. But it is a sad truth that there are

unprincipled people everywhere, especially in cities, on the lookout

for easy money. And single women, particularly middle-aged women,

unknowledgeable in worldly ways, are simple targets. Burglar

prevention is an expensive investment, but for a tranquil life it has

become a necessity, well worth the price.

 

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