"Thieves on Rampage on Route 29"

On the 1st day of Christmas my true love gave to me... a Partridge in a pear tree...

On the 9th day of January my housemates said to me... our wallets were stolen on the bus!!

The tube strike on the 9th of January saw many tube stations closed, hence, many many Londoners opted for the bus service instead. I was at home when my first 'victim housemate' arrived home. She said "My wallet has been stolen. Sorry!" and zoomed past me up the stairs, and into her room. YD then explained what had happened to me. Their eyes widened when I told them more bad news... our internet connection was dead... and upon further inspection, we realized our phone line was completely dead. So she had to make calls to 0800 numbers to cancel credit cards and etc on her mobile... which undoubtedly would have cost her a bomb. She had only realized her bag was unzipped when she had alighted the bus. After checking the bag for her stolen wallet, it was too late to stop the bus as 'it was in a hurry' so she rushed home.

Not long after they got back, I had to leave for Central London for a dance practice. 4 hours of exhaustive practice later, I read a text msg that was sent by YD;

"Dungu, beware of pick pockets on bus 29. After HF, Dopey's wallet was stolen 2."

Dopey had already been extra careful on his way home after hearing of the theft. According to him, he had been clutching his wallet in his jacket up till our stop when he had pressed the bell to indicate he wanted to alight. When he replaced his hand in his pocket, he realized it was gone. I believe that this was just after he alighted the bus and could do nothing to stop the runaway bus.

Anyway, I partly blame the Underground for this series of unfortunate events. If they hadn't gone on strike, there would be less people on busses. There were probably more pick-pockets operational on that day in the light that there would be thousands more passengers then usual. All of whom normally use the tube but would be using the busses instead because of the inconvenience of the tube strike. All of them unsuspecting that lurking somewhere in the bus is a criminal at work.

Oh... the BT guy came yesterday to inspect our line. Hallelujah! The internet connection is back! WOO HOO! Also, suspiciously enough, he informed us that our line had been cut outside our house... very suspicious indeed...