Whilst we were recently staying at Sheepcote CC site in Brighton a strange thing happened. As we were just about to leave for a day out this chap and a policeman strode up to our pitch. The gentleman pointed to our van and they stood there in conversation. A little anxious, I switched the engine off and got out of the car. The gentleman had had a wastemaster stolen in the night and was leading the policeman around the site looking for his Wastemaster. The policeman had no idea what they looked like and ours fitted the description. The pc asked if the gentleman be allowed to examine ours so that we could be eliminated from further enquiries. The gentleman took the wheels off ours and confirmed that it was not his. Apparently the axle on his was buckled and he would recognise it. The gentleman went on to tell me that he was awoken about 3.a.m. by somebody walking on the gravel of his hardstanding. He didn't think much of it at the time but bothered by it later, he went out at 5.a.m. to find it missing. I said that it would be like looking for a needle in a haystack. Not very helpful, but realistic. There must have been loads of these being used and not all of them in open view like ours. Also, I had to wonder whether it was worth the time being spent by the police, as I think it was their intention to check as many as possible. Whilst I haven't taken to locking them up yet, our aquarolls and wastemaster now have our postcode permanently marked on them as a result.