"The curious incident of the glassfronted cabinet

....in the  night time,"

to misquote the title of a favourite book of mine.
I came downstairs this morning to find the glass in my Mother's corner unit was completely shattered. Fortunately, it seems to be made of safety glass and nearly all the glass remains in the frame. No evidence  of any intruder, whether  two/four  legged or winged, which might be the culprit. Poltergeist activity? Probably more likely  wear and tear.
So, we'll  have to call a glazier in. This reminds me I think it was a Thursday when the glazier came in Flanders and Swan's brilliant and timeless song about  tradesmen:  "The Gasman Cometh"... !      
Let's hope we are not  at the start of such a saga.