Home in Whitley Bay after an uneventful flight from Tenerife. Uneventful is good. Double-plus good in fact. Why so? Because after spending a portion of Thursday evening and Friday morning in a Spanish police station, I’d had enough of “eventful.”
I was in the police station not because of a long-term abiding interest in the Iberian law and order but because when we returned from our trip to see Mount Tiede, we discovered that we had been burgled. In amongst the haul of personal items such as jewellery, money, numerous cameras and the like were my laptop, and much more importantly, my Olympus digital voice recorder.
The last item contained all my interviews with various musicians and in particular, Mont Campbell and Dave Stewart of Egg. Every morning during the trip I’d been working on the arduous task of transcribing their interviews. I’d completed the article featuring Mont and had begun work on the one with Dave and Mont together. The laptop is just hardware and can be replaced. Those interviews were, for me at least, gold dust and irreplaceable.
Debbie is gutted for her father and his wife, Kath who had invested so much (both literally and metaphorically) in bringing everyone out to the apartment for a unique family occasion. For them, the memory of the trip is marred by the burglaries.
Whilst insurance will cover the cost of some of the items, the thieves took far more than they would ever realise.