| I wish I'd been able to call you about 15 years ago; there was I sitting on a crowded tube train at rush hour, just looked at 3 teenage kids the wrong way. So one of them pulls out a 6 inch nail wrapped in a wrag at one end openly shows it, tells me what he is going to do me, everybody starts to move away. I don't like the odds 3:1 and a nail so get off at the next stop, still gets me miffed to this day that I was not in a position to give him a slap, but I'm no SAS trainee.
Glad to see that you stood up to be counted. |