12 July, 2004

Just foiled a kidnap attempt. Popped down to the garage for a little snack and the Evening Standard (I don't agree with the tawdry rag but one like's to keep abreast on current events) Anyway - I came out with my sandwhich and a strange man in a hunting jacket was talking to a taxi driver. They beckoned me over to help with directions to a school. Noticing the odd man had a rolled up newspaper (no doubt a hammer to bludgeon me) I stood well back and was not too helpful with directions. The taxi driver (his accomplice, drove off) The strange man walked with me. He made a comment on the mucky pub that has exotic dancers performing during the afternoon and that was it, I crossed the busy road leaving the odd fellow to get into his car. I escaped because I had my wits about me. I may now be trussed up like a Christmas turkey had I not been so careful!

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