I witnessed a crime
Freddy Woo writes, "A group of us once staggered home so insensible with drink that we failed to notice someone being killed and buried in a shallow grave not more than 50 yards away. A crime unsolved to this day."
Have you witnessed a crime and done bugger all about it? Or are you a have-a-go hero?
Whatever. Tell us about it...
( , Thu 14 Feb 2008, 11:53)
Freddy Woo writes, "A group of us once staggered home so insensible with drink that we failed to notice someone being killed and buried in a shallow grave not more than 50 yards away. A crime unsolved to this day."
Have you witnessed a crime and done bugger all about it? Or are you a have-a-go hero?
Whatever. Tell us about it...
( , Thu 14 Feb 2008, 11:53)
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Well....
I saw some guy smash a car window and swipe the radio when I was about 9 or 10. Police couldn't take an official statement or something as "I was too young" I think. Can't remember much more of what happened, as I got bored and wandered off and let my parent deal with it.
One time the police came knocking at my door at around 8pm, they were doing a major drug bust up the road, there were officers creeping around everywhere. The officer in question asked me to take a walk up the road, have a look at the house numbers up the street, and then come back and tell him what they were. After that there were a lot of sirents and flashing lights as they raided the house. Strangely, it never entered my mind to report all teh wrong numbers to him, as I guess that would have been funny...
I was walking up Tottenham Court Road (london) at about 6pm, it was winter of 1998 I think, so quite dark, and outside a particular fastfood establishment were two police cars and a few police milling about. There was some police tape blocking it off, and by the entrance was a very large pool of blood. I only missed the stabbing by about 8 minutes...
Probably the best one I "saw", I was walking up into the local town centre about 9 years ago, a 10 minute walk, and there appeared to be a trail of bloody foot prints... well actually, one foot print at a time, spaced far apart. Whoever it was had been running, and every so often, it was turned inwards - ie they had been turning to look behind them. anyway, it went all the way into town before it stopped. Saw a policeman and relayed the info, and he really didnt seem that interested, but took my details. So, I was on my way home and as the prints were still there, followed them back the source (which probably wasn't a clever idea). It lead back to a road adjacent to mine, and to a house there. At which point I just ran back home and decided I didn't want to be a detective after all.
Length? As long as the prison sentence some of these guys were entitled to...
( , Thu 14 Feb 2008, 12:33, Reply)
I saw some guy smash a car window and swipe the radio when I was about 9 or 10. Police couldn't take an official statement or something as "I was too young" I think. Can't remember much more of what happened, as I got bored and wandered off and let my parent deal with it.
One time the police came knocking at my door at around 8pm, they were doing a major drug bust up the road, there were officers creeping around everywhere. The officer in question asked me to take a walk up the road, have a look at the house numbers up the street, and then come back and tell him what they were. After that there were a lot of sirents and flashing lights as they raided the house. Strangely, it never entered my mind to report all teh wrong numbers to him, as I guess that would have been funny...
I was walking up Tottenham Court Road (london) at about 6pm, it was winter of 1998 I think, so quite dark, and outside a particular fastfood establishment were two police cars and a few police milling about. There was some police tape blocking it off, and by the entrance was a very large pool of blood. I only missed the stabbing by about 8 minutes...
Probably the best one I "saw", I was walking up into the local town centre about 9 years ago, a 10 minute walk, and there appeared to be a trail of bloody foot prints... well actually, one foot print at a time, spaced far apart. Whoever it was had been running, and every so often, it was turned inwards - ie they had been turning to look behind them. anyway, it went all the way into town before it stopped. Saw a policeman and relayed the info, and he really didnt seem that interested, but took my details. So, I was on my way home and as the prints were still there, followed them back the source (which probably wasn't a clever idea). It lead back to a road adjacent to mine, and to a house there. At which point I just ran back home and decided I didn't want to be a detective after all.
Length? As long as the prison sentence some of these guys were entitled to...
( , Thu 14 Feb 2008, 12:33, Reply)
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