I pushed a boy in the canal

Wednesday, 25 April 2007

This is the second part of my birthday blog. I took my nan’s pension round to her and was given my first new 20 pound note as a birthday present!! I quite like the design. Although I think they should stop putting the queen on them and instead have someone better looking. Jessica Alba would be a good choice. Anyway, my uncle did ring me in the end and ask me to go to the office for a couple of hours. I went from my nans cos it’s not far, (I also found a fiver on the way – wahey!!) did a couple of hour’s work and then walked home along the canal. As I got to just outside the palm tree there were two pikey cunts about 14 years old causing trouble. They were throwing stones at cyclists - (note that there are quite a few cyclists who deserve a stone or two lobbed at them, but doesn’t make it right.) – Then they started on an asian couple who were walking past them minding their own business and when the guy shouted at them they started to racially abuse them. I carried on walking past them and I felt something hit me on the back. I turned round and confronted them and the one who I’m sure threw the stone started mouthing off “Get your hair cut you dickhead” etc. then squared up to me. “And what? And what?” he said, and started shoving me. Now this put me in an awkward position. He was a bit too young to hit – he must have been 14 at the most. But where do you draw the line? There should be some law made on that or something. Anyway as he was squaring up to me I noticed the other one backed off a bit. I stepped back and turned around, making out I was going to walk off, and actually walked a few steps. I heard “Pussyhole” shouted out from behind me. So I waited until he turned his back, then I run up from behind him and pushed him into the canal, to a couple of cheers from people sitting outside the pub. I didn’t hang around to watch his predicament but I was laughing to myself most of the way home. An aussie guy sitting outside the pub with his girlfriend just a few yards away from where this happened said “Nice one, mate” as I walked past. Apparently they had tried to steal his and his girlfriend’s bikes a few minutes before. On reflection I think I feel a minor speck of guilt – I should have thrown the other one in as well. He needed a wash anyway.