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joinerjohn
Years ago (whilst self employed subbying on sites) I'd spent all day in Leicester on a pub refurb and worked until around half nine at night. Got home around half ten, parked the van up and thought, ach, the tools will be fine in there until morning. (usually took the tools out, but was so tired that night)
Got up in the morning to find an empty space where my van had been. Gutted,,,,,,,(didn't even feel that bad when the first wife left me) Reported it to the police and phoned the contractor to tell him I couldn't come to work until I'd got transport and some tools. Phoned up the insurance company. They said although personal items were covered by the insurance, my tools were not covered. (how much more personal do your tools get??) Anyway, the police found the van about a week later, burnt out in a country lane, just outside Derby. Insurance company eventually paid for the van (about a grand). Replaced that with a cheap runaround, but couldn't afford to replace all of my tools, so had to build them up again over a few years. Needless to say, they were never left in the van ever.
When I worked for the council, we had erected a tower scaffold(about 6m high)at the side of a building we were replacing fascia boards on. While we were up the tower, some cheeky git, nicked our bags in the front garden containing our lunch.
Got up in the morning to find an empty space where my van had been. Gutted,,,,,,,(didn't even feel that bad when the first wife left me) Reported it to the police and phoned the contractor to tell him I couldn't come to work until I'd got transport and some tools. Phoned up the insurance company. They said although personal items were covered by the insurance, my tools were not covered. (how much more personal do your tools get??) Anyway, the police found the van about a week later, burnt out in a country lane, just outside Derby. Insurance company eventually paid for the van (about a grand). Replaced that with a cheap runaround, but couldn't afford to replace all of my tools, so had to build them up again over a few years. Needless to say, they were never left in the van ever.
When I worked for the council, we had erected a tower scaffold(about 6m high)at the side of a building we were replacing fascia boards on. While we were up the tower, some cheeky git, nicked our bags in the front garden containing our lunch.