Kirsty’s day had been stressful. Her shift had run on for two extra hours, and she had spent most of her lunch break on the phone to her bank trying to sort out some minor errors. And, upon coming home, she found her garden filled with holes and the front door forced open.

Kirsty slowly walked inside and listened carefully. She couldn’t hear anyone, but she saw that two of her potted plants were missing, and there was a large ornamental sword hanging from the ceiling.

Was this burglary combined with pranking? Somebody somewhere had a stick sense of humour.