
Your Ginger Fuhrer was telling me the other night about going out in Birmingham after finishing a shift working in a bar. Very drunk, still dressed in his bar uniform, our fearless leader was mugged.
They stole his green stick-on bow tie.
( , Thu 15 Jun 2006, 14:58)
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...in the dead of night I'll walk through parks, along dirt tracks, up alleyways and backstreets and I never meet any trouble, though I do pass the odd individual or group on the way. Mostly what I'd describe as unsavoury types, but they still leave me alone. I've mentioned my outwardly unapproachable demeanour in previous posts - maybe it's that which keeps me safe.
Why do I do this? If I'm feeling macho I'll take the Granny Weatherwax line of 'There's nothing more terrible here than me', but really, I dunno - for some reason I just feel secure in those surroundings, maybe because I can see quite well in the dark - a bit fucked-up, I know but there you go.
( , Sat 17 Jun 2006, 0:37, Reply)
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