Mugged in Lambeth
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Originally posted by chazegee
And Ive just moved from Brixton to Kennington to escape the radgeness
Not sure if you noticed but my attack happened in Kennington too! There's rough and smooth bits of Kennington. Basically west of Kenningon road = tough, east = nice. On the whole.
BTW many thanks to everyone who sent me best wishes. Now I have a very hard looking black eye.
One more thing - as I was lying on the ground one of the kids pulled out a metal pole. As it came out I initially thought it was a knife and was thinking 'oh fuck I'm about to be stabbed' followed by 'thank fuck for that I'm about to be hit with a metal pole'. Which is funny.
Bob,
from your fairly relaxed intro to the thread, I hadn't picked up this was recent - more a "lets reminisce" type jobby.
I'm sorry to hear it and hope you're getting over it.
Been mugged once myself - about ten years ago. Crossing an unlit area of grass and approached from behind by four or five late-teen lads, the biggest of whom pinned my arms to my side whilst one of his mates dipped my pockets. Other than kick at shins, there's not a lot you can do.
The irony was, I'd been to the bank that day and drawn out a wadge of money. I'd been out for a drink and had been last to the bar to get a round in so I had about £90 in one one pocket and the change from a tenner in the other. Seizing the change first they did a runner.
I must confess that what I was left with was anger more than anything - that some tossers thought such behaviour vaguely acceptable, and I speak as someone who grew up in a poor area where that sort of thing would be well out of order.
Main thing is to devise a strategy to better secure your valuables and to keep your wits about you, and then get on with it. Chances of it happening again are small.
from your fairly relaxed intro to the thread, I hadn't picked up this was recent - more a "lets reminisce" type jobby.
I'm sorry to hear it and hope you're getting over it.
Been mugged once myself - about ten years ago. Crossing an unlit area of grass and approached from behind by four or five late-teen lads, the biggest of whom pinned my arms to my side whilst one of his mates dipped my pockets. Other than kick at shins, there's not a lot you can do.
The irony was, I'd been to the bank that day and drawn out a wadge of money. I'd been out for a drink and had been last to the bar to get a round in so I had about £90 in one one pocket and the change from a tenner in the other. Seizing the change first they did a runner.
I must confess that what I was left with was anger more than anything - that some tossers thought such behaviour vaguely acceptable, and I speak as someone who grew up in a poor area where that sort of thing would be well out of order.
Main thing is to devise a strategy to better secure your valuables and to keep your wits about you, and then get on with it. Chances of it happening again are small.
hendo
Fish finger sandwiches
Disturbed and unhappy to hear about what has happened to you Bob.
I wondered what the muggings rate was in Lambeth, and these figures seem to offer an answer, but I wonder how accurate.
http://www.met.police.uk/crimestatistics/tables/August2003.htm
I wondered what the muggings rate was in Lambeth, and these figures seem to offer an answer, but I wonder how accurate.
http://www.met.police.uk/crimestatistics/tables/August2003.htm
Mrs Magpie
On a bit of break...
Those figures are hard to interpret really...it would include really nasty stuff like Bobs mugging as well as 14 year olds taking dinner money off 10 years olds (which is still nasty)....
Mr Retro
Beware hedgehogs
Originally posted by hatboy
"When I see a gang of yout' out on the streets of Brixton past midnight pushing past people and making a nuisance of themselves I don't ponder over the multifaceted personalities contained therein."
Really? Not atall. I do sometimes.
I kind of envy you for that HB.
When a group of teenagers approach me I'm picking out who I reckon is the leader and mouth of the group, thinking if they start, I'll go for him and hopefully the rest will lose their courage and leave me alone.
Like Pooka I grew up in a relativly poor area too, where I developed this tactic.
Structaural
in Chatsubo
sorry to hear about that Bob, glad you're okay.
My mate was mugged just up the road from Urban just at the top of Concannon, last week.
He's a Londoner so he's a bit streetwise but this one took him by surprise. He was walking along acrelane with a kebab in one hand and a beer in the other, bit pissed (in fact knowing him, very pished). Next minute he's walking about 100 yards further along without his kebab and a black guy walking along next to him.
He looks at this guy, wondering why he's right next to him, says 'you alright mate?', 'yes' says the man and gives him a really funny look. 'Well you seem okay now I'll be off then' and the guy walks off. My mate is a bit confused by this and intrigued by the look the guy gave him checks his face in a mirror on a nearby car and his mouth is covered in blood and there's a fucking huge lump on his jaw.
He checks his pockets finds them empty (they took a DVD, his weed, his cigarettes and about 15 quid).
All he remembers is walking with his kebab and nothing else. He must have been knocked clean out, his pockets emptied and then this other guy must have come and helped him out and made sure he made it home (which was just up the way towards Brixton) okay. The bruise on his jaw was something else. I wondered if he had been coshed.
He's quite a tough guy my mate, he's a laybourer by trade.
any ideas? I though it might be someone on pushbike with some kind of cosh. My mate reckons someone just hit him with a flying headbutt or fist.
Lot of kid gangs around at the moment. A friend of my girlfriend's was attacked by about 8 or 9 kids on Monday night and had to make a run for it and he's a black belt in Karate.
Me and the missus were attacked outside the flats next to the greenleaf by about 7 or 8 teenagers last year who were started throwing breezeblocks and bricks at us when we successfully fought them off, I knocked 3 of them out after they attacked my girlfriend first. Unbelievable. Luckily they all ran away when I picked up one of the breezeblocks to lob at them.
Still that's London life. My first mugging was when I was 13 and got punched in the eye when I wouldn't hand over my (very cool at the time) red adidas cagoul to three muggers in Loughboro Junction. I was gutted.
Too many posers with their posh moby's wandering about, at least round here that's the problem. To say nothing of the crack problem.
My mate was mugged just up the road from Urban just at the top of Concannon, last week.
He's a Londoner so he's a bit streetwise but this one took him by surprise. He was walking along acrelane with a kebab in one hand and a beer in the other, bit pissed (in fact knowing him, very pished). Next minute he's walking about 100 yards further along without his kebab and a black guy walking along next to him.
He looks at this guy, wondering why he's right next to him, says 'you alright mate?', 'yes' says the man and gives him a really funny look. 'Well you seem okay now I'll be off then' and the guy walks off. My mate is a bit confused by this and intrigued by the look the guy gave him checks his face in a mirror on a nearby car and his mouth is covered in blood and there's a fucking huge lump on his jaw.
He checks his pockets finds them empty (they took a DVD, his weed, his cigarettes and about 15 quid).
All he remembers is walking with his kebab and nothing else. He must have been knocked clean out, his pockets emptied and then this other guy must have come and helped him out and made sure he made it home (which was just up the way towards Brixton) okay. The bruise on his jaw was something else. I wondered if he had been coshed.
He's quite a tough guy my mate, he's a laybourer by trade.
any ideas? I though it might be someone on pushbike with some kind of cosh. My mate reckons someone just hit him with a flying headbutt or fist.
Lot of kid gangs around at the moment. A friend of my girlfriend's was attacked by about 8 or 9 kids on Monday night and had to make a run for it and he's a black belt in Karate.
Me and the missus were attacked outside the flats next to the greenleaf by about 7 or 8 teenagers last year who were started throwing breezeblocks and bricks at us when we successfully fought them off, I knocked 3 of them out after they attacked my girlfriend first. Unbelievable. Luckily they all ran away when I picked up one of the breezeblocks to lob at them.
Still that's London life. My first mugging was when I was 13 and got punched in the eye when I wouldn't hand over my (very cool at the time) red adidas cagoul to three muggers in Loughboro Junction. I was gutted.
Too many posers with their posh moby's wandering about, at least round here that's the problem. To say nothing of the crack problem.
Well, that's why I said "I don't like comparing people to animals..." I also dislike ways of thinking which include and exclude.
But I do think parenting - of which I know little - consists in part of turning animals into human beings. Some children can be notoriously cruel, bullying, violent and solipsistic. They have to be humanised.
You'll have read Lord of the Flies...
Bob: I was also sorry to hear about your incident. But bet the black eye looks dead hard. All the girls in the Beehive will fancy you while the blokes give you elbow room at the bar.
rubbershoes
not the only raver in the village
Amelia street. Is that on the Pullens estate? Mrs shoes lived on the Pullens when I met her (dreamy memories of nervous courting ). It’s not posh but it’s not rough either There were quite a few middleclass homosexuals living there about five years ago.
There was a good roof party on Penton place a few years back.
I have to be honest. Like most people, I am sometimes suspicious of groups of lads. You see a group of big teenage boys/young men and you do sometimes brace yourself. Teenage lads have the strength of men, the raging hormones, the desire to prove their masculinity, but often none of the maturity, compassion or wisdom you hope adults will have.
But I do try and communicate on a friendly, respectful level should communication be necessary or desirable.
Mr Retro
Beware hedgehogs
I know what you mean. So do I. It's just a pity by instinct I brace for confrontation rather than for a nod and hello.
Having said that there is a huge group that hang out around the shops by Gubbins, The sports shop and hair dressers. They are a good bunch. They do things like stop playing football when somebody older passes.
Embarassingly they do it when I pass.
pk
drink flounce rinse repeat
Well I don't go around mugging people, so it IS an "us and them" situation.
It's enough to tempt one into taking a horsewhip and waiting with a rucksack for the hyenas to appear and try to take it, so that you can whip seven shades of shit out of the thieving little fuckbags, three at a time, then take the little bastards screaming back to their mothers.
Back pocket full of razorblades discourages pickpockets on the tube, too, easy to spot them with blood pissing out of their fingers, apparently.
I draw the line at street robbery, and if ever I was attacked I wouldn't tell the police, but I would arm myself and find the cunt even if it took years.
Not a popular opinion I know, but there you go.
It's enough to tempt one into taking a horsewhip and waiting with a rucksack for the hyenas to appear and try to take it, so that you can whip seven shades of shit out of the thieving little fuckbags, three at a time, then take the little bastards screaming back to their mothers.
Back pocket full of razorblades discourages pickpockets on the tube, too, easy to spot them with blood pissing out of their fingers, apparently.
I draw the line at street robbery, and if ever I was attacked I wouldn't tell the police, but I would arm myself and find the cunt even if it took years.
Not a popular opinion I know, but there you go.
'Kin 'ell pk, this thread has already been going for two whole days. You're losing your touch, mate. 
poster342002
PROPER leftwing socialist
pooka,
That's what really pisses me off as well. It's the attitude of muggers that they have a "right" to your belongings - and if you DARE have the impudence to think otherwise or fight back, well that's just too much isn't it. That's getting a bit big for your boots. That requires these brave fucking Hard Men to take a knife to a lone woman with a child, for instance.
Fucking cowards. How beating/stabbing the crap out of someone obviously weaker than themselves (or descending on someone in a pack) proves what a big, strong, virile man they are is utterly beyond me.
That's what really pisses me off as well. It's the attitude of muggers that they have a "right" to your belongings - and if you DARE have the impudence to think otherwise or fight back, well that's just too much isn't it. That's getting a bit big for your boots. That requires these brave fucking Hard Men to take a knife to a lone woman with a child, for instance.
Fucking cowards.
How beating/stabbing the crap out of someone obviously weaker than themselves (or descending on someone in a pack) proves what a big, strong, virile man they are is utterly beyond me.
editor
hiraethified
You mean like, "Good evening, you fine set of bracing lads! What was that? You'd like my wallet? Most certainly! My pleasure!
Oh, and thank you for that bash in the eye. What a strong lad!
Ooof! That's a mighty fine pair of trainers, young sir. Thank you for the extreme close up!"
Originally posted by chazegee
London
Is Walworth road c. Amelia street posh?
Is that where you are? I've never found it particularly dangerous round the Pullens estate ...
Used to be party central round the Pullens (still is occasionally) .. .. but I fear I am going off topic ....
Originally posted by William of Walworth
I know this is deliicate territory, IS, and I really do agree with you and Baub about it, but I wonder what kind of precautionary/take good care advice would be acceptable, without it being assumed that the advice is getting close to victim-blaming???
<genuinely
I wonder whether I'm living on borrowed luck/time here in Walworth -- twelve years here and no incidents yet
To get back on topic at least partly, I totally accept that some "take precautions" campaigns are crass and insulting and were rightly condemned earlier in this thread, but I do think I asked a legitimate question (which people ignored
) -- what kind of poster/campaign urging people to take care, would be non insulting, non victim blaming, and thus acceptable and possibly capable of being more effective, and doing a little good? For at least some people?Not saying that such campaigns should exist in isolation from other measures ...
How on earth can someone mix up south London with a little town in Devon?
Actually, I was in Brixham earlier in July doing some research, and I discovered that there actually is a second Brixton. Still doesn't seem very confuse-able with Brixton London, though, does it?
Anyway, I'll get out of this thread again now...
Skim
Well-Known Member
((( Bob )))
This is awful news - hope you're feeling a little better I've always felt a little unsafe walking to your flat because of the poor street lighting but never really felt at risk from kids hanging around. (Unlike our estate, which you're all too familiar with.) Guess you were just unlucky.
Hope to see you soon - take care
This is awful news - hope you're feeling a little better
I've always felt a little unsafe walking to your flat because of the poor street lighting but never really felt at risk from kids hanging around. (Unlike our estate, which you're all too familiar with.) Guess you were just unlucky.Hope to see you soon - take care
Mrs Magpie
On a bit of break...
Oooh! I was about to transcribe that and post it up.......you saved me some work....thanks pooka!
(I get the hard copy version)
(I get the hard copy version)
So Lambeth Council and Transport for London get together to work out how to solve the severe and chronic problem of street crime in South London.
After much deliberation, THEY DECIDE TO GET SOME FUCKING JUGGLERS IN!!
WE WANT SAFE STREETS, NOT C*NTING JUGGLERS!!!!
