Devastation

Well my plot has been taken apart by the people in my own community. They have moved on site with no tenancy agreement. Ripped out all of our hard work by removing all the raised beds which were dug in levelled and manured all by hand. Ripped out the fence which was erected by my husband. Lifted out the entire shed and all its contents. Taken the compost bins, hose pipes, ground covering and plants.
My tears were met by foul language and abuse from the men and women who sat around my shed on their plot drinking lager and cider and smoking cigarettes.
One woman screaming in my face dont call me a thief while she had my shed that my husband bought for me on my Birthday.
Its not the value of the items or money, its the hard work and the toil. Its also the little bit of escape that I had, gone taken away.
Not that I could go there now along side that intimidating group with their dogs and their drunken behaviour.
My children cant believe it as theft normally means your things are gone. They are all there to see with new owners justifying what they have done by saying I havent been there!
I am more saddened by the fact that my community is riddled with this drinking, work shy skiving, low life who believe they can just take what they want. As if paying their benefits as a tax payer is not enough.
I dont want my children to grow up around this mentality. I fear for my community and I am going to fight back.
I will prosecute and persue this, the police have already been and so has the council.
The newspapers are next and my local MP.
I am not going to take this and let them get away with it.