Thanks Bikurgurl for this weeks 100 word challenge.
Peter couldn’t believe it and called the police straight away.
Even the ugly chicken seemed to wink knowingly at him from the window.
Stolen from his grandmother’s parlour dresser some three months before, it was all there, every last bowl, cup and plate.
It was a standing joke that they could look but not touch.
Gran had never used her wedding dinner service, but put it on show so that her friends knew she had one, having ‘married well’.
Turned out it was the great nephew of one of said ‘friends’ who’d nicked it.
Silly sod had fenced it locally.