My flatmate had a sudden change in personality last week and he started to feel funny when he passed near a certain spot in the grassy area outside our flat, so I suspected that firstly, he was not my original flatmate, and secondly, that there was something made of iron buried there. I was expecting maybe a lost tool from the building work nearby but instead I found MY CAST IRON PAN. The one which went missing 2 weeks ago, and everyone denied touching it so I thought I'd left it on the bus when I came back from visiting my parents but it's obvious now that some COWARD used it and burnt it so badly that they couldn't clean it.
A theft most vile! And perhaps related to the sudden absence of original flatmate, although whether he’s in trouble or simply fleeing the consequences of his actions is of course still up in the air.
