Good on you Glanza Ragger... they need a good kicking, broken bones at the least. Where my mum lives, there's a social club at the back with a flat roof. The old owner used to be a bodybuilder (owned a shady gym) decent guy, wouldn't mess with him though. Some lads decided one night they were going to break in through the (flat) roof and steal the booze. Two things happened, number 1, the roof was shit and one of the shit bags fell through to the floor (not a big drop) ofcourse his mate ran away...but the worse thing for mr pikey shitbag was that the club owner was sleeping in the club while his house was done up... Anyway, to cut a long story short, the lad was found severely 'broken' next to some train tracks 2 days later, the police apparently said it looked like he'd been thrown around like a doll. He's now in a wheelchair and won't be robbing anything else. I say good, little fucker. So good luck Glanza Ragger, I hope you don't get any grief for protecting your own property. Grrr