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This is a bit spooky.
A friends two sons had stayed out camping at seperate friends houses recently.
One was walking home at about 7:15 AM in typical teenage style with hoodie on etc and he hears two lads talking. One says to the other "I can't believe you just stole that bike"
The boy looks up and sees that it's his brothers brand new bike. He shouts... cue one lad running and the thief cycling off. What thief doesn't know is this lad runs at county level. He soon catches up and kicks the thief off the bike.
Bike is retrieved and he goes off looking for the other lad, who had scarpered a bit sharp and was not found.
When asked about the thiefs condition it was described as "dunno, he just laid there in a ball."
No police involvement, bicycle returned to rightful owner and a sense of justice being delivered. I doubt young thief will try that again. A potential for a life of crime may well have just been avoided.
Anyone disagree?
A friends two sons had stayed out camping at seperate friends houses recently.
One was walking home at about 7:15 AM in typical teenage style with hoodie on etc and he hears two lads talking. One says to the other "I can't believe you just stole that bike"
The boy looks up and sees that it's his brothers brand new bike. He shouts... cue one lad running and the thief cycling off. What thief doesn't know is this lad runs at county level. He soon catches up and kicks the thief off the bike.
Bike is retrieved and he goes off looking for the other lad, who had scarpered a bit sharp and was not found.
When asked about the thiefs condition it was described as "dunno, he just laid there in a ball."
No police involvement, bicycle returned to rightful owner and a sense of justice being delivered. I doubt young thief will try that again. A potential for a life of crime may well have just been avoided.
Anyone disagree?
That's a quality story- and reminds me of how things were sorted when I was about that age. i.e. only 10 years ago, but things seem to have changed loads.
For instance- I never, EVER used to bad-mouth or give attitude to anyone older/bigger than me, but now- I go back home only to be shouted at from across the road by little pikies who I could probably snap in half if I wanted.
Not sure what's happening nowadays.
For instance- I never, EVER used to bad-mouth or give attitude to anyone older/bigger than me, but now- I go back home only to be shouted at from across the road by little pikies who I could probably snap in half if I wanted.
Not sure what's happening nowadays.
I recovered my brothers race bike from some scrote who nicked it outside of his work. I spotted him on the local disused railway line, he tried to outrun me on my bike but I used to race em, hah hah.
let just say when I caught up with him, he was so out of breath he fell off of his own accord. He was somewhat bigger than me, so I just asked for it back which he duly handed over & I rode home one handed with two bikes. (its easy enough to do Mary)
Funny thing was my mum told my brother the police had recovered it & were asking for a reward for the finder brother hands £20 to mum, mum hands £20 to me 
My brother still has it, a bit of classic these days a Curly Hetchins is anyone knows their bikes.
let just say when I caught up with him, he was so out of breath he fell off of his own accord. He was somewhat bigger than me, so I just asked for it back which he duly handed over & I rode home one handed with two bikes. (its easy enough to do Mary)
Funny thing was my mum told my brother the police had recovered it & were asking for a reward for the finder
brother hands £20 to mum, mum hands £20 to me My brother still has it, a bit of classic these days a Curly Hetchins is anyone knows their bikes.
cptsideways said:Mmmm very cool, but I always liked the staggered seat post and resulting short wheelbase of the "Paris Roubaix" myself.
My brother still has it, a bit of classic these days a Curly Hetchins is anyone knows their bikes.
I think there are some current Saracens that have a similar "curley" chain and seat stay arrangement these days.
Back OT:
Quality tale of justice handed out at the grassroots level this kind of crime deserves.
If everybody was able to deal with petty stuff like this in this manner, the Police force wouldn't need to raise cash with Scameras to be able to afford the wages of their over worked BiBs, sadly the victim is to scared of being charged with assult or worse by the original perp.
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Streetcop said:
'Back of the net!'
Street
Do you support/condone the public taking the law into their own hands in that way Street?
I do actually, and I think this is a great story.
I have one of my own too! Last year, I was driving home one night at about 8:00pm, along a busy road in a built up area on the outskirts of one of my local cities.
As I passed a group of 'kids' (ranging from 15 - 17 at a guess) something suddenly bounced off the bonnet of my car and splattered across the entire windscreen totally obscuring my view forward for a few yards until the wash/wipe cleared it. I quickly realised (and later confirmed) it was an egg. No major damage and in the main just an annoyance, but it was a surprise none the less. Suppose it had been a nervous older person, not so quick thinking and they couldn't see where they were going... it could have caused a serious accident... the car could have hit something coming the other way or mounted the pavement and killed someone!
Anyway, I whipped the car round and went after them. They ran a bit along the road and into a playing field.
Now here's the funny bit... I'm 47, but stay fit through martial arts/running/circuit training, I've always been a fast runner (sprinted for school) and still am *and* I used to play rugby too (on the wing). So I caught them up!
I rugby tackled the nearest of the older of the lads (some of the gang were girls!) who was actually taller than me and looked about 17, who then (don't know if it was the shock of being caught by a mid-forties sprinting vigilante or fear of what was coming, but he started crying and quivering and repeatedly claiming, "it wasn't me, it wasn't me!"
Then after pointing out the dangers of such a stupid trick, I was a bit nasty!
I told him if it wasn't him, to pass the message on to whichever of his mates it was, and gave him a bit of a slap following it up with a swift kick up the arse as he was on his hands and knees getting up to run off. Perhaps it will save a few other motorists getting 'egged', I don't know.
>> Edited by instructor on Friday 6th August 14:11
instructor said:
I quickly realised (and later confirmed) it was an egg.
How'd you know it was the kids (after all he did deny it), could've been a flying chicken caught short.
Living in Didsbury many moons ago, we had four cars and two motorcycles taken from the cul-de-sac in which I lived, all in the space of one month.
The BiB (off the record) were positively encouraging us all to keep baseball bats and get out, catch the thieves, and give them a good leathering.
They explained that there was nothing the BiB could do. They could never get here quick enough to catch 'em, and there were too many roads going off in every direction for them ever to catch any of them.
Frankly they were utterly sick of having to sit in someone's living room and explain that there really wasn't anything they could do and the chances of recovering the vehicle was approximately nill.
These scotes operate outside of the law and I'm sure there are plenty of cases where local neighbours are crime fighting outside of the law too.
Big up to the scrote squashers.
best
Ex
I'm all for a bit of a friendly deterrent....
Couple of years back, some kid in my village took too much of an interest in the badges on the back of my motor. I saw him from the bedroom window and he legged it with his mates to the playing fields. So after a few minutes I thought I'd take the dog for a walk - rhodesian ridgebacks need lots of exercise. As we got to the group of lads, and little git saw angry bloke with his 7 stone dog (on the lead by the way) he started doing the "wasn't me, i wasn't doing nowt..." crap. Rather than just bang on about him keeping his hands to himself, I thought I'd let the dog make my point. She knows a fair few commands, so we went through some of the regular stuff (Sit, Down, etc.) and she performed admirably, all the time looking at this kid. I cheerily mentioned that if I saw him, or his mates, dicking around again, the dog wouldn't be on the lead and he'd be seeing what the command word Guard meant. At which point she leapt up barking like a banshee, as she was trained to do.
I swear the kid wet himself....
Couple of years back, some kid in my village took too much of an interest in the badges on the back of my motor. I saw him from the bedroom window and he legged it with his mates to the playing fields. So after a few minutes I thought I'd take the dog for a walk - rhodesian ridgebacks need lots of exercise. As we got to the group of lads, and little git saw angry bloke with his 7 stone dog (on the lead by the way) he started doing the "wasn't me, i wasn't doing nowt..." crap. Rather than just bang on about him keeping his hands to himself, I thought I'd let the dog make my point. She knows a fair few commands, so we went through some of the regular stuff (Sit, Down, etc.) and she performed admirably, all the time looking at this kid. I cheerily mentioned that if I saw him, or his mates, dicking around again, the dog wouldn't be on the lead and he'd be seeing what the command word Guard meant. At which point she leapt up barking like a banshee, as she was trained to do.
I swear the kid wet himself....
cptsideways said:
My brother still has it, a bit of classic these days a Curly Hetchins is anyone knows their bikes.
Wow cpt
I know EXACTLY what you mean by a curly Hetchins.
Had one myself years ago, which was given to me by my uncle. I spent some time renovating it and then some dipstick in a Jag opened his car door as I rode past one day.
It was repaired but a bit poorly I seem to remember.
Anyway, some old boy saw the accident and came round later wanting to buy it. He gave me a good price so I parted company with it.
I used to employ a sales manager who had seen a bit of life in the music business (he played in one of the Eurovision bands in the eighties).
Anyway, two blokes walked into our quiet office at lunchtime, lifted a laptop and walked back out to their car. One of our secretaries had seen this from a distance and phoned the sales manager who was downstairs and who happened to be the only other person there at the time.
The hoods had by now placed the laptop on the back seat and were in the process of getting back into the car. My bloke walked up to the car and asked whether he could please have the computer back, one of them squared up to him momentarily to be met by a right hook that apparently had him falling back inside the car in a heap following which the laptop was calmly rescued from the back seat, he tucked it under his arm and went back into the office
Several people from surrounding offices had seen this from their windows and later congratulated him on having the balls to sort it out.
Anyway, two blokes walked into our quiet office at lunchtime, lifted a laptop and walked back out to their car. One of our secretaries had seen this from a distance and phoned the sales manager who was downstairs and who happened to be the only other person there at the time.
The hoods had by now placed the laptop on the back seat and were in the process of getting back into the car. My bloke walked up to the car and asked whether he could please have the computer back, one of them squared up to him momentarily to be met by a right hook that apparently had him falling back inside the car in a heap following which the laptop was calmly rescued from the back seat, he tucked it under his arm and went back into the office
Several people from surrounding offices had seen this from their windows and later congratulated him on having the balls to sort it out.
Quote...The BiB (off the record) were positively encouraging us all to keep baseball bats and get out, catch the thieves, and give them a good leathering.
A group of geordie lads used to do this with a motorbike as bait. Set up a desirable bike, hide in a tranny van, and wait. They were very successful and had people all over the place wanting to use their services.
A group of geordie lads used to do this with a motorbike as bait. Set up a desirable bike, hide in a tranny van, and wait. They were very successful and had people all over the place wanting to use their services.
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