This is a true story about a folk friend of mine.
His car was stolen from a railway station while he had taken a train to Leeds (Yorkshire UK)In the car was a collection of folk tapes he used to play while alone in the car. The police traced the car by following a litter of discarded cassettes. Obviously the thief did not like my friends choice of music most of which were Martin Carthy and Steleye Span.
So Ickle Dorritt I am sorry to hear of your problems but you can be thankful they didn't take your copies of 422 or Picking Sooty Blackberrys. Thanks for the biscuts you sent to Llanstock See you some day Cheers Bill