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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in keeping with the spirit of this question
which seems to be a lot of didn't witness a crime but I've heard of one.
I knew a lad called Rod a good 30 odd years ago, incredibly quiet, picked on a bit at school but not systematically bullied, but fairly notable in his ordinariness, and as kids do we lost touch. I was with another mate a few years after that who happened to have kept in touch a little bit better than I had and we bumped into him.
He had changed. He was now spectacularly tall and looking like a real hippy. Not wierd, but just as though he was a lot more confident and he'd found a look and a style he liked. He seemed more outgoing and generally more of a person. In short, as most people do, he'd changed from the bumbling youngster we all are between 10 and 15 and become the kind of guy who you'd think was pretty cool as a mate.
We chatted briefly and said our helloos and parted again, I remarked on how different he was and my mate filled me in on a few details. Apparently Rod had been through the mill. A few family hassles, divorces and deaths of close family, and some close friends shitting on him a bit and the like.
Reading the local paper a couple of weeks later was a report that young Rod was up in court, for probably the oddest crime I've ever known someone actually charged with, and one which I've never seen anyone charged with (at least not until I googled it 5 minutes ago to check anyway) before or since.
Grave Robbing!
Robbing a Grave!!
To be fair I don't think it was a 6-foot-down-using-a-JCB fresh 'un for the pleasures of a lady cadaver or anything really hideous like that, but an old Victorian cemetary for human bones. Nonetheless I still wonder what thought process actually went on beginning with "Mmmm, what to do today?" and culminating in bones in his house.
Have googled the name and nolinky. Sorry.
( , Fri 15 Feb 2008, 8:00, Reply)
which seems to be a lot of didn't witness a crime but I've heard of one.
I knew a lad called Rod a good 30 odd years ago, incredibly quiet, picked on a bit at school but not systematically bullied, but fairly notable in his ordinariness, and as kids do we lost touch. I was with another mate a few years after that who happened to have kept in touch a little bit better than I had and we bumped into him.
He had changed. He was now spectacularly tall and looking like a real hippy. Not wierd, but just as though he was a lot more confident and he'd found a look and a style he liked. He seemed more outgoing and generally more of a person. In short, as most people do, he'd changed from the bumbling youngster we all are between 10 and 15 and become the kind of guy who you'd think was pretty cool as a mate.
We chatted briefly and said our helloos and parted again, I remarked on how different he was and my mate filled me in on a few details. Apparently Rod had been through the mill. A few family hassles, divorces and deaths of close family, and some close friends shitting on him a bit and the like.
Reading the local paper a couple of weeks later was a report that young Rod was up in court, for probably the oddest crime I've ever known someone actually charged with, and one which I've never seen anyone charged with (at least not until I googled it 5 minutes ago to check anyway) before or since.
Grave Robbing!
Robbing a Grave!!
To be fair I don't think it was a 6-foot-down-using-a-JCB fresh 'un for the pleasures of a lady cadaver or anything really hideous like that, but an old Victorian cemetary for human bones. Nonetheless I still wonder what thought process actually went on beginning with "Mmmm, what to do today?" and culminating in bones in his house.
Have googled the name and nolinky. Sorry.
( , Fri 15 Feb 2008, 8:00, Reply)
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