Rowan Tree and Red Thread

This morning as I was leaving for work I found a man breaking into our car. The car was parked, as usual, directly outside our house, and the man had the back door open and was rummaging about inside looking for stuff to lift. After a brief exchange of views he fled the scene, rather casually I thought, and I checked the car, relieved to find nothing missing and no obvious damage to the door.

I'm increasingly unhappy with the neighbourhood where I live. This is not the first and I'm afraid not the last such incident since we moved in about 5 years ago. My worry is that there's nowhere in Cork that's appreciably different in terms of crime and petty vandalism.

Oddly, the man was a lookalike for Karl Marx, as he might have looked after a couple of years living rough. I doubt his motivation was based on Communist ideology.