We just had our clearest "you're not in Iceland anymore" moment yet.

Our landlord knocked on the door and asked if we'd let anyone into the house. I said no, as neither of us has even left the flat today - I'm having a day off and Annie has been working.

The reason he was asked, was because someone let a couple (junkies?) into the building, who proceeded to kick a door in and rob the flat right below ours. When they tried to break into the flat below that, where our landlord lives, he caught them and confiscated the camera they'd taken.

I don't know if the police were involved.

At the moment I'm glad we're on the top floor, hidden behind a well locked door which opens outwards and looks like cupboard. They didn't even try.