I got mugged

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I'm not angry, its weird (loads of people have said I'm far too calm about the whole thing), I'm just kind of glum. I liked my phone and I can't really afford a new one and it's making my life very difficult not to have one :lol: Also hate how it's put a dampener on probably one of the best nights of my life.

Mate, you're probably lucky that you were so pissed that it hasn't bothered you all that much.

In the late 90's two lads kind of mugged me in London. I saw kind of because the grabbed me, told me they had a knife and to give them all my money. I was as pissed as a fart, had just given my last note to a taxi driver and so emptied the shrapnel that was left in my pocket before they ran off. I still have no idea if they even pulled out a knife or even had one on them as I was that pissed it just happened and I went to bed. Was back on the drink in London the next day without a care (doubt I would take it in my stride as easily now though).

I've been in London late at night on my own quite a few times since - some sober, some pissed. Doesn't worry me despite the fact its a City with some horrendous crime in it. You just have to have your wits about you and make the best decisions you can at the time and chances are you will be good.

Look after yourself and move on - seems like you are anyway.
 


I'm not angry, its weird (loads of people have said I'm far too calm about the whole thing), I'm just kind of glum. I liked my phone and I can't really afford a new one and it's making my life very difficult not to have one :lol: Also hate how it's put a dampener on probably one of the best nights of my life.

Reading this thread reminded me about a lucky escape I had in London years ago.

I’d gone down for an England Sweden game at the old Wembley in the late 90’s/early 20’s. Game finished nil nil and Mickey Gray came on as a sub for England.

Anyway I got pissed after the game and I remember waking up early doors on the Sunday desperate for a drink of water. I didn’t trust the hotel tap water so I got ready and walked to find the nearest shop.

I ended up at a newsagent with a cash machine. I got some money out and bought a big bottle of water. As I left I noticed I was being followed by two lads. They started calling out to me saying stuff I didn’t understand. I just said I wasn’t interested.

They followed me all the way back to the hotel shouting stuff and gesturing I go with them. As it was early I had to buzz the hotel door to be let back in. As I was waiting one of the lads walked up the path towards me. I was standing on a step and remember looking down at my shoes and in my hungover state I hadn’t bothered tying my laces. My plan was if he started something I was just going to kick him and hope the door would be released before his mate joined in but I was now worried I’d lose my shoe. Luckily for me the lad simply asked where I was from, shook my hand and left.

I’ve no idea what would have happened had i gone with them but the important thing is we are both here to tell the story. You’ve lost nothing which can’t be replaced and whilst being a shit experience it could have been far worse.
 
It's funny cos I was staying at the Thistle Barbican, and have stayed there dozens of times over the years, staggered back pissed as a fart on many occasions, sometimes suited and booted, others in jeans & t-shirt and never thought twice about it. This time was weird as for the first time I was looking ahead thinking about what might be happening with the group of kids a block ahead, noticing the mix of tower blocks in the area etc.

I got a bus from Kings Cross in the wee small hours (clocks had changed which freaked me when I looked at my watch and thought I'd slipped into the twilight zone :D ) then had to walk a route I wasn't familiar with, and was carefully trying to stay in open, well lit areas.

I'm not sure if it's partly as a result of reading the threads on here, and it kicked in an extra awareness level? Also it being a weekend so less worky folks knocking about, it was definitely a different vibe than I've experienced round that neck of the woods in the past.
Just get a taxi next time you tight. So and so.

Hope you had a good weekend,mine was class.
 
If they have got it let me know and I'll go and pick it up for you.

I will be up for the Coventry game and will fetch it up if it's there.

They actually emailed on Friday to say they had found it :)
Don't suppose you're travelling up for the playoff game?
 
I walk around late at night smashed at times and never feel nervous.

it's just a case of being in the wrong place at the wrong time. 99.9% of times everything will be ok.

that said... I've seen people get very unlucky
 
Have been a little too intoxicated around Stratford , Southwark late at night, clearly an outsider and been quite lucky really
 
Not great reading. I don't know where they are headed with the cuts to policing. It just seems nonsensical.

I’m a police officer in London. Here’s why we’ve lost control of the streets | Anonymous

Cutting funding to the Police force makes no sense to me on any level, a country that cuts away at it's law enforcement is a country heading for massive trouble. It's mental to think England had more officers in 1990 than today when you factor in the massive growth of population in that time frame.
If I could run the country for one day it would be the thing I'd change, a government can always shift money about, cutting policing is just national suicide.
 
I had some twat pull a chisel on me at Charlton, in the 70s, we won, Super Mel, being thick I told him to fuck off and walked away, nothing happened, but you just wonder. Was he a carpenter?
 
Last time I was in London thought it was class, but it's just too big.

Spending ages working out where I'm supposed to be and how I get there is just an arse on.

But, once I got settled - found myself staying in a spot on part of London.
 
I was mugged as a young white lad living on outskirts of Moss side while a student in Manchester.

There was two of us pissed up at whatever o'clock in the morning and after walking away after the mugging one of them shouted back and threw us the full box of marlboro lights we had just bought at garage.

Very decent of them we thought at the time.
 
The most frightening situation I've ever been in was in London. Drinking in Streatham where I lived I picked up a scouse tourist, we went back to her hotel in Stockwell at about 2am. The doorman wouldn't allow me in the hotel as obviously I was just there for a bunk up so I was kicked out pennyless and miles from home. I started walking home through Stockwell and a car full of young lads slowed down and started shouting out the window at me, a couple of minutes later they drove past in the opposite direction, slowed down again and started shouting again. I decided to get off the main road and walked a couple of blocks down the back streets until I got near Brixton. Feeling safer I started walking along the main road again towards Brixton but then ahead on my side of the road was about 20 young lads walking towards me, this was at about 4am now and they didn't look friendly. I crossed the road but then half of them crossed over onto my side so I still had to walk towards them. About then my bottle went so I fumbled in my pockets and got out my keys, I then took a swerve into the front path of one of the big houses that line that part of the A24 into Brixton. Shitting myself I crawled into a hedge and hid, the gang of lads stopped when they got to the house and had a quick look around before crossing the road back to their mates on the other side. I'm 100% sure I would have been mugged if I hadn't hid but I didn't have a penny on me so I've no idea what they would have done. To be fair I've been legless many a time in Brixton and always felt safe but that was the only time I got scared for my safety.
 
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