bending a charver's ring
let me paint the scene for you - walking in a nice bit of newcastle (jesmond for those in the know) on a glorious summer's day, on the way into uni, when me and a mate got pelted by some conkers thrown by charvers (an unusual sight in the usually salubrious suburb) - do the usual and tell them to cut it out, at which point they get angry and keep throwing more and threateneing us if we keep "being effing students" (wtf?!) - naturally, we ignore them at which point they run after us - sensing danger, I leapt into action....one tried to hit me with a truncheon (again wtf?!) - decided at this point to run...they chased, one tried to hit me, missed but hit my back - and promptly ruined his sovereign ring ("you bent me ring" were his exact words). Survived that, but then met one of the charvers a few days later, walking towards me, who said "lend us 50p". I said "no". he walked off. Not very exciting really....but I did bend a charver's ring (oooer!)
(ruttiger, Fri 16 Jun 2006, 15:00, Reply)