Derren Litten

Good news, today my building society paid back the money stolen from my account a number of weeks ago. £1,600 in all, I thought it was £1,200 but I assume they can add up better than me, after all, it's their job. According to the letter I received my card had been cloned and the pin number stolen but God knows when that must have happened, I thought I was always quite vigilant when entering my PIN number… obviously not vigilant enough. The exciting part of the letter said that they had apprehended the people who had been using the cloned card, I guess this must have been in somewhere exotic as all the money withdrawals had been in Colombia. I wonder if I will be called upon to star in one of those crime reconstructions with Trevor McDonald? No, of course not, they always get someone else to play the part of the victim of crime. I should like Tom Cruise to play me before my bank card theft and possibly Judi Dench to play me after, she's got slightly more hair than me but apart from that I think the resemblance is uncanny. With this exciting thought in mind I celebrated my good fortune (getting me £1.6K back, not the idea of Judi Dench playing me in a crime reconstruction) with two slices of wholemeal toast spread thickly with Nutella.