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However having got off at this particular station, I knew the way to his house, so we caught a bus to near enough his house. This near enough was going to be a problem though. It's 10:30 and we're walking down a street I've walked down 50 times in daylight, but this time it was different (obviously). We walk past these 4 guys who look like trouble, but neither of us say anything... until we've past them. Then, when they're coming from behind they call out all their stupid "rude boy" s**t and try to start something. We still say nothing, but one guy rifles through my pockets. So I knock his hand away and say that universal phrase- "Leave it." He seems to take offence and chases me down the street. I see that he's gonna catch up, so I stop. Atleast face to face is better than him tripping me up. He says something then punches me right in the face. I drop to the floor and play dead. He kicks me a couple of times then runs off with his mates.
My friends alright and all they took from him was his broken £5 watch from Sicily. They took neither my phone, nor my wallet. At this point we run to his house just to play it safe. The police are called and I have a bag of frozen chips to put on my eye. (Who the hell doesn't have peas?) Within 5 minutes we have 2 copper cars round the front and their asking to go with them around the area to identify them. (I praise them for this, very suprised indeed!) There's no sight of them and we go back. I slept most of today in my bed and am listening to my Travis now.
This may seem like I'm looking for sympathy, but I'm not. Infact it's a bit pointless except for saying:
I knew all this was happening every mintue of the night, but it was my first assault/mugging in London, so maybe I was just lucky for it to take so long.
I don't have any of this mental trauma, but maybe that's because I was just waiting for it to happen anyway.
I was lucky that they were'nt looking to cause some serious trouble.
I'm gonna try to never ever catch the wrong train. The right one would've saved us half an hour and prevented me from getting lamped.
> Flock wrote:
> Hope you're not too bruised.
>
> A nice shiner.
>
> :)
I think you got away lightly then.
> Hope you're not too bruised.
A nice shiner.
:)
> Niddle wrote:
> Paradox: wrote:
> It's that attitute that gets you mugged, sunny boy.
>
> Considering I've never been mugged, yet most of my friends have been
> (multiple times), it's worked for me so far :-)
>
> I prefer living in a giant syrafoam bubble.
And I prefer living in a giant styrofoam bubble, "faggio".
I've never had any major trouble like that but there have been occassions when you think something is up and it's a really sickening feeling, especially if you're on your own. I just try to make sure i'm aware of anyone ahead of me and avoid them like the plague. I think i've just been lucky so far but i'm always careful, especially in London on the trains.
> Paradox: wrote:
> It's that attitute that gets you mugged, sunny boy.
>
> Considering I've never been mugged, yet most of my friends have been
> (multiple times), it's worked for me so far :-)
I prefer living in a giant syrafoam bubble.
> It's that attitute that gets you mugged, sunny boy.
Considering I've never been mugged, yet most of my friends have been (multiple times), it's worked for me so far :-)
> Ney. I puff a house down if I'm a wolf.
That was a wolf in the Three Little Pigs?