Twice once walking down from Southwark, three lads saw me approaching was about midnight, I was on way to premier inn, I knew straight away I was in shit, one lad asked did I have a spare quid, two choices ran through my mind peg it or brazen it out. I put my bag down (yes I had my overnight bag) and replied, do I look like a fucking muppet, now fuck off whilst you can, amazingly they did, I was sure I was pegged for a royal bashing
2nd time in some crack whore den in red light area circa 1995. How I got there I cant explain barcpicked girl up and she said my place is right close but long story short walked into lounge and 5 guys in various druggie state were waiting, she clearly worked to feed there habits and work was slow, so they rolling punters, a mixture of knifes clubs etc was on the table, real low life scum that area throws up, 1st one got up out of sofa and I spark the cunt out punched through his face and said next one moves I fucking do the lot of you, I must have been 1st not to hand cash over to stop getting fucked up.
Back in the day I was a silly fucker but those issues taught me never put yourself in a sticky situation, now if I'm not liking anything about area, parking etc I walk without hesitation