As I mentioned...
In my previous posts, I've lived in some pretty damn awfull places in my time, but this episode takes me right back to when I was a wee nipper of 16/17ish years old.

As is the case for many people that live in semi rural areas the want to escape at the weekend was a regular one - we'd all pile on the bus/train and go into birmingham city center...

Now at this age I was far from innocent of the ways of the street - but I am often not the sharpest tool in the box - and have been known to do some fairly ridiculous things...

~~Wavey lines~~

So our day of wandering the shops, smoking a one skin joint - and trying to chat up the fairer sex had come to an end and we were all sat on the platform awaiting our train - when we notice two blokes in the thier mid twenties walk past us... typical chavy scum looking blokes.

Whilst my mates minded thier own business and carried on staring at their feet I couldn't help but blatantly stare at what these fellas were doing...

The one proceeded to pull from his bag the largest clingfilmed wrap of white substance I have ever seen - about the size of 2, 20 decks sellotaped together. This intrigued me - I had tried speed and coke and I enjoyed both - I wanted some...

I think it was at about this time I nudged one of my mates and pointed - just at the very moment the dealer/scum/detrose decided to look over having noticed me a couple of times looking their way...

Shit I think - oh well - I'm going to die - cheers nice knowing you guys etc etc...

Sitting there shaking, the two blokes start their monkey dance walk back past us - when the bloke kicks me full pelt in the side of my leg - it didnt hurt - but I didnt tell him that...

Now at the very same station - what is it with criminal activity and train stations - outside in the parking area having a fag we realise theres a huge police cordon with lots of police people, doggies and television cameras...

How fun, we dont get this ever where we live - lets see whats going on - so a good friend and myself go for a bit of a wander - then notice a pool of blood just inches from the barrier - my mate paul tries of course to dip his foot into it - just at this point I recoil - not from disgust I just didnt want to be associated with him - stumbling backwards, yes thats right - I kicked a nun in the shin...

Oh a bloke went mad at his wife and son, and decided out front of newstreet station drop off zone was an ideal place to stab them - one died but I cant recall which... Nice :(

So kids, if you want to commit a crime, choose new street station - its beautiful!!!
(feedingtimeatthezoo day 1 of his bikini diet started, Mon 18 Feb 2008, 12:16, 2 replies)

Where the fuck
does the nun enter into the equation?
(The Spelling Police, Mon 18 Feb 2008, 12:55, closed)

surely..
its a crime to kick a nun? no? oh well I must edit that then -
(feedingtimeatthezoo day 1 of his bikini diet started, Mon 18 Feb 2008, 16:51, closed)