One from a friend
My mate Ash (lovely fella) was outside Camden tube on his phone, when a guy grabbed it out of his hand and ran down Camden Road. Ash immediately started running after him, and the mugger, who had slowed down a bit, clocked him and realised he was actually going to have to try and get away. He started properly running, which caused his own phone to fall out of his trousers. Ash grabbed it and dialled his own number.

The guy agreed to meet in the World's End and they exchanged phones, but not before Ash had been home and tooled himself up with every sharp knife in the kitchen drawer. When the mugger realised how well-armed his would-be victim was, he practically shat himself.

And as for his poor running away? He said, "No-one ever chases you, they usually just stand there and shout 'Hey, someone stole my phone!'"

This is the same Ash, who was extremely coy when a strange guy came over and gave him a crate of beer and left. When we pushed him to tell us what was going on, he revealed that the previous night, he'd chanced upon this guy being mugged in Crogsland Road, taken on the muggers and floored them both with Capoeira. The guy's a hero.
( emvee cruor deo cruoris, Wed 21 Jun 2006, 18:12, Reply)