Interfering again

we were smacked if we did wrong. It ddidn.t harm me.
My father was a big softy, but we knew how far we could go. I suppose my bum was sore many times. But we knew right from wrong.
My mates father ( a policeman) was the one in Dundee that handed out the Birch (cat of nine tails) . he said he never knew of anyone to come back for more. To me these sods that break into houses and steal should get the same treatment.
This country is too soft on the baddies.
An Eye for an Eye and treat people as you would want treated.
My sister is one of these goody two shoes.
Never smacked etc. I told her I had a big book.
she thought I was a good guy, until I said " yes And smack their little ass with it, if the make trouble"

ron the batcave

WWhe we were kids, a mate, Johnson, stole a pound note from Nelly Halls fruit shop and was caught. He was taken away for the weekend and given a few strokes of the Birch,
He showed us the marks on his back,
He said he would Never do anything like that again.
He lived a good life after.
Three lads who broke in the house next door a few weeks ago wer in Court last week. They stole computers I pads and a few other things,
They were told Not to be naughty boys by the Magistrates. The following day they robbed another house in our avenue. They are still hanging round the street.
Cheers Brian.

brian why do they say the little t..t cant be named for legal reasons in nearly all cases because he/she is under 16 dos that make them immune remember the little shi.e could come and live next door to any of us?jp

my pal in shields was caught stealing pigeons from a loft in shields .....the magistrate was piggy wade our headmaster.....because it was his school he sent my pal away at 13 for 2 to 3 years.......I was in Liverpool waiting to pay off when the sagamore an ore carrier slid slowly past ...standing on deck was my old mate bobby we shouted and bawled at each other.....then he was gone ...never seen him to this day.....the headmaster would not give me a reference to go to the vindi......I had been going to sea with my granda ......on the colliers but my maths tacher who was in charge of a landing craft on d day told my brother he would give me a reference .....on my return from my first trip iwas running across Newcastle station to get the train to shields with a spear and shield from Africa and a great boomerang from oz and my kit bag when a hand grabbed me it was the maths teacher mr Petersen.......I told him I loved the job and thanks for his kindness .then off to shields

john. your post #2 i bet it was behind closed toilet doors.
cappy bet you couldn't run through Central station now with a spear without being stopped, unless you were of a differnt colour.

He would be arrested for impersonating an asylum seeker

the only smack they get now is up there noses

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Originally Posted by j.sabourn

#7 Cappy that's where Vera Lynn got her all time favourite from, We"ll meat again don't know when don't Know where, but I only know we'll meat again some sunny day. John S

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Surely that was the Icelandic National Anthem..... Whale meat again.........

Many years ago when working in the Magistrates Court, the Chief Usher told me a story.
One day she was in the Juvenile Court, the usual toe rags were there waiting there next dose of justice.
A new lad appeared in the waiting room.
The regulars approached him and asked what he was up in front of the beaks for. He explained what he had done and the regulars laughed it off. They explained that the most he would get was a slap on the wrists and told not to do it again.
Know what? they were absolutely correct.
So much for justice.

#8.... Remember being nightwatchman on a ship in Fremantle. In the evening 3 great hulking Aussies came back with the crowd. They looked like typical Aussies a copy of Chips Rafferty. When they were leaving in the morning one of them said to me in a high falsetto voice, that plonk leaves a funny taste in your mouth. Spoiled my impression of Chips Rafferty. John Sabourn