
When I was young and impressionable and on holiday in France, I followed some friends into a sweet shop and we each stole something. I was so mortified by this, I returned them.
My lack of French hampered this somewhat - they had no idea why the small English boy wanted to add some chews to the open box, and saw it as an attempt by a nasty foreigner oik to contaminate their stock. Not my best day.
What have you lifted?
( , Thu 10 Jan 2008, 11:13)
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Is it late enough in the week to mention a story slightly off topic? I've been holding it in for days...
When living in Kilburn a couple of years back I passed a Volvo on the way to work that had been put up on bricks and had the wheels nicked. A bad day for the car's owner, but I can see the appeal to some scrote in need of new alloys for his, erm, Volvo.
However, on the way back from work I was bowled over to see that during the day someone had come along and nicked the bricks that were holding up the car. Surely that's a new low. After all, we're only talking about 16 bricks or so. That's not even enough to build a decent outdoor BBQ.
( , Wed 16 Jan 2008, 9:22, 3 replies)

this may be a true story, but this is also an old myth that usually gets attributed to poeple who say they have just been to Liverpool.
Believe me - there are much worse places in England than Liverpool.
( , Wed 16 Jan 2008, 14:48, closed)

Absolutely true. 100%. Promise. It was on The Avenue in Kilburn.
( , Thu 17 Jan 2008, 4:00, closed)
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