This isn't a very funny story really,
but it only happened today, and I am feeling sorry for myself.
In broad daylight some nasty wanker Spanish chav types drove up behind me on a moped and tried to take my bag from my arm.
I didn't put up a fight, I just didn't exactly realise what was happening, and so didn't let go of it. This meant I got dragged along a bit till they let go, and the force of that sent me flying across the dusty gravel.

Police were called, and I got taken to the hospital and had to have x-rays in case I had broken my ribs.
Luckily all I got were lots of grazes, a bump on the head, and a nasty pulled muscle in my back. But my god it smarts.
Pictures here.

But on the bright side, the fuckers didn't get my bag, I got to go in the back of a police car and have people look at me like I was the most unlikely criminal they'd ever seen, and I got to go in a wheelchair. A wheelchair!! That bit was quite fun really.
( rosie posie tingly bongly, Mon 19 Jun 2006, 4:45, Reply)