knickerbocker glory!
When I was a young lad of 11/12ish staying in Devon my parents left me to my own devices a lot. I went out for a long walk on my own and come mid-afternoon was rather peckish to say the least. I had something like £1.20 on me and went into the only food serving place within about 10 miles, a small country pub.
I asked what I could get with my money and it was just enough for a bowl of chips. Result! I handed over my little heap of coins and sat down. The waiter brought over my chips and I thoroughly enjoyed them.
Then just as I'd finished, he brought over a huge knickerbocker glory. I stammered that I couldn't afford it and he said 'oh it's OK sir it's been paid for by that gentleman over there... oh, he's gone'.

I don't know whether my marvellous treat was paid for by some friendly ninja or whether the waiter was sparing me the embarrassment of having to thank him but I was really rather happy with my free knickerbocker glory.
(teasus likes tea, Fri 10 Feb 2012, 15:07, 5 replies)

Or:
watching you stuff your face with chips was enough to put the local nonce off his game.
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Fri 10 Feb 2012, 15:26, closed)

Or:
His other target finished their knickerbocker glory first.
( Regger, Fri 10 Feb 2012, 15:32, closed)

Hedging his bets?
Crafty.
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Fri 10 Feb 2012, 16:03, closed)

haha
quite possibly
(teasus likes tea, Sat 11 Feb 2012, 17:39, closed)

(The Luggage is haunted..., Fri 10 Feb 2012, 15:41, closed)