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This barn, after a bit of idiocy from my close friend neal. Got burnt to the ground. In brief, my friend was working in a barn. Stacking a selection of broken chip and pin machines. It was a cold day in January and so he decided to start a fire to keep warm. Using my lighter my friend recklessly started a fire on a stack of boxes and then later, upon request, in a bin, away from danger. As the situation wore on my friend moved the bin nearer to him, which I questioned, the fire flicked from the metal bin and hit a stack of boxes. To cut a long story short, the barn burnt to the ground.
1 month later he is arrested, he tells his arresting officer that it was I that started the fire. So I was arrested. I told the truth, as stated above. 4 months down the line we are both charged with Arson.
I appear in court next week.
I am, as some will known, a Cambridge university student, with a small desire to be a teacher. This offense could see my dreams dashed and my prospects ruined. I have no idea what the minimum sentence is (be it imprisonment or community service), nor do I know EXACTLY what I did wrong.
At the moment my "close friend" still insists it was I that was responsible for the fire.
Help???
> You can only charge people money that they have. They cannot charge
> me £50 grand cause where the hell am I gonna get that?
I don't think that's true actually - I saw that McLibel programme the other night, and the couple were ordered to pay £60,000 in damages to McDonald's, despite being broke.
> You can only charge people money that they have. They cannot charge
> me £50 grand cause where the hell am I gonna get that?
>
> I'm a student, I have a very small part time job! That's it.
I'm sure they would sell your TV, your iPod, your beloved Nintendo as well.
And if that doesn't make up enough cash. You could always sell your @rse. It would get you nicely loosened up for Tracy, your 18 stone black rugby playing cell mate...
Dringo = prison biatch.