Out on a days bike ride with a friend, we had a few pints and adjourned to the local adventure playground to chill
Some chav twats decided it would be fun to drive their car right through the middle of the play area, through lots of young kids out with their parents. They did this a few times, and fuelled partly by righteous anger, but mostly lager, I remonstrated with them. Quite politely I might add - "Scuse me lads, you do know you shouldn't be driving your car round all these kids, why don't you drive over the car park (not a hundred yars away)" "Yeah mate, sorry" they chorused. Before doing it again. I have another word like, same response before they do it again!

So I phone the bizzies - these lads were drinkin, smoking and what not, and the way they were going, I could see some little kid getting run over. Screw that.

Anyway, as I'm on my phone talking to the old bill, asking if they could send a car over, this car full of lads rev their engine up, and head towards me at a rate of knots. Wtf! I (sensibly) think. 3 lads get out, one pulls a knife on me. "I'm gonna stab you, foo!" he exclaims, not counting on my burly as fuck mate, who promptly picks up his bike, and wielding it like some huge mace, clouts this ne'er do well round the noggin.

By this point, my mate and I figure retreat is the best course of action, so we make our way off quick sharp, while fallen chav gets picked by his mates, and on the way back to the main road, come past the police who are responding to my call. Gave them a description of the chav scum, and their chav mobile, and left it to them.
( LemonEntryMyDearWatson This time, Moriarty, the hand is on the other foot, Thu 14 Feb 2008, 14:36, Reply)