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I just have. It's not nice. Attention seeking, I know... but I can't sleep and I want to hear YOUR stories now, yeah?
someone grabbed my phone once and I broke my hand trying to chase them, but apart from that...
in mitigation I was running with my feet until a bollard got in the way.
it will help you to put it into perspective
Went back home, in the safety of my small town in north hertfordshire... well SO I THOUGHT!
Walking home at night from a gig with camera still round me (okay, probably not wise, but i thought i'm not in london, i should be okay, yeah?) Heard wlaking behing me for 5 mins, thought nothing of it, had a couple of cjecks behind.
Then I heard running, and me in my naive nature thought it was a dog walker just running fast. Got close to me, then started to turn round, then... WHACK!!
Hit on one side of my face with something. 3 seconds later... WHACK!! Hit on theother side of my face with something...
Started to go down, the adreniline kicked in... then started to run as fast as I physically could for about 5 minutes. Then phoned friends how came and picked me up and nursed me, and my swollen face.
It weren't very nice! I'm normally VERY wary in New cross/London in general, DID NOT expect this kind of thing back in this leafy suburb. :(
did they get your camera?
did you call the police?
i think he/they were trying to knock me out, THEN take the camera... gonna contact the Po Po in the morn on advice of friends. sounds sensible i think?
always worth reporting these things even if they didn't take anything and you can't give much of description - at least it'll give them a route to drive up and down for a bit and might save someone else the same fate
and was paranoud about damage! and my head was a bit woozy too.
adrenaline is still pumping, messy reply!
Feel better chief
not in london though.
i was in scarborough (bad start i know) walking ahead of my mates to get to the take-away after a drunken night out.. some pikey asked me for a cigarette, i said i had none, next thing i know i was on the floor coming to. id been done over the head then when i fell to ground i was 'fly kicked' (as my mate who saw it from afar said) in the side of the face. he pierced my cheek so i had a hole in it that i could blow through with my mouth shut. twats. stole my phone an all. pretty bad.
getting mugged sucks but in some ways im glad i went through it. i feel like it might happen to everyone so its good to get it out of the way. kind of. still sucks though
Love the positive spin you put on it... great view on life! But yeah, very much still does suck. Could have ended a LOT worse for you i guess.
I got jumped last New Years Eve. From behind as well, cowards. Didn't nick anything though which was odd.
scally from my old school, i was so drunk i was more confused than angry/upset/hurt. it was more like "did my head get punched? WOO MONEY LEZ PARTY SOME MORE"
thinking about it, he would've been smart to keep punching me until i withdrew all my money for him, i guess street assailants aren't the best organised of criminals
but alot of people ask me if i play rugby shortly after meeting me i guess this is why
asked me for a pound in new cross a few months ago. scary.
Everytime im on my bike.
It's never their bike
part of new cross. they always ask me for stupid amounts of money. another girl kid asked me for 30p yesterday. just round up!
those change kids. I'm going to start carrying round melted ice creams in a tupperware container to offer instead of change. also football stickers from last season, and shillings. motherfuckers wont know what hit them. ice cold.
The 45free saves all...
New Cross kids, ay?
There's a "Come in and have a cup of tea" aka "heroin centre" just down the road in Deptford Bridge, which is full of crack heads yelling at you, which is always fun too. Good times...
walking down the quays. Suddenly turned nasty when I snorted derisively at him demanding more money. I did that really lame thing where ya get your keys between your fingers and make a fist in your pocket (doesn't seem logical really).
Luckily two massive black guys were walking past, saw what was going on and told him to fuck off before it came to blows. He was pretty big but these guys were like weight lifters or something and he took off like the wind.
Once in Tunbridge Wells. Hah. The lamest punch ever, after this guy tried to steal my brother's bag on the common.
Ermm. Once on Holloway Road after I decided it would be a good idea to intervene in a fight between various chavs and tell them I was filming them on my phone to use as evidence to the police. Deserved that methinks...
Once in a side street at 4am after drunkely trying to take a short cut home, some guy did the "got any cigarettes?" routine. He then grabbed me. I pushed him away. He wasn't very scary so I laughed. Then got paranoid that he may have had a load of mates nearby, so ran like the wind to the nearest main road I could find.
i said "nah bruvver, aint got no change left sorry."
and he walked off.
i've told this story before
it's 9am on a sunday, and i'm moving flat that day. i've gone to tesco's to buy some chocolates to leave in my room as a thankyou to the girl who's moving in because she let me overstay 8 days without paying rent til i could move into the new place. this is really true, i'm not adding it for sympathy value. i'm listening to the Metronomy remix of Foundations by Kate Nash on my ipod, which i think is underrated, though i hate the original...
guy follows me for a bit but i think nothing of it. walks up beside me, gestures for me to take the headphones out.
guy: can i have a cigarette?
me: no, sorry, i've only got a couple left.
put the headphones back in. guy puts his arm in front of me to stop me. i react slightly angrily, take headphones out, say something about how he should go buy his own.
guy says "i've got a needle", gestures down to his hand where he is holding a syringe.
guy: give me your money
me: i haven't got any money
guy: well give me your ipod then
me: no, fuck off
star trek-esque struggle ensues, the guy trying to push the needle down on me, me holding his arm at bay. i knee him in the gut and punch him in the face, just as the needle connects with my hand and pierces the skin. two more knees to the torso and he legs it. my hand goes numb. i get shit scared. ring ambulance.
ambulance comes, spend the morning in A&E. apparently nothing they can test for immediately. police come while in A&E and take statement. walk back from A&E to flat (2 miles) and then ring a taxi to move flat.
3 months later, all tests come back negative. 6 months later, all double checking of tests still negative. learn in this time that, actually, the amount of time anything horrible that someone could infect you with in that way would either have to be seriously deliberate, and involve a relatively large injection of fluid, or be small but stored in the proper conditions as, generally speaking, neither HIV nor Hepatitis can survive long outside the human body, and so a little jab probably isn't gonna do you that much harm.
emerge from the whole thing with a sense of victory.
That's VERY nasty... at least with a 'straight forward' mugging you know it's all over, a thing in the past. But having to cope with that worry for a few months? :(
At least you've got en epic story to tell people...
at knifepoint in Southampton by some guy wanting a cigarette. Fucker took £300 but luckily the whole thing was caught on CCTV. During our earlier tussle he dropped the card of someone he'd mugged earlier that morning implicating him in another crime. Thankfully the bank gave me the £300 back and I later identified the mugger in an identity parade. He received 6 years jailtime for his efforts and justice was served!
Scary stuff though, being mugged is not fun