Monday, 4 March 2013

Cat fight

Well, that was exciting.

Woke up at 4:20 to the sound of screaming (thought it was Rich snoring at first!) and went out to discover two girls lying in the middle of my road, hair extensions everywhere.

The nice couple from down the road came out and helped separate them, and the blonde stormed off screaming and shouting - fortunately in the wrong direction; they were quite lost.

(They'd have to be, to end up here from town!)

My goodness, she was only 16. Smashed out of her head, having spent the night at a gay bar..

I called the cops, took the other to find her bag and the other half of her broken glasses (seems I got lucky and picked the rational one, a little older, just trying to care for her off-the-rails friend) before bringing her back here for a cup of sweet tea and a chat with the local bobbies.

She reckons her friends drink was probably spiked.

Well, normally this is a very quiet street - it is just far enough from town and obscure-direction enough not to get hassle.

These girls had been visiting friends at the flats, about two minutes walk away, when the blonde one got into trouble.

Turned out there was a pretty mighty fist fight, and she ended up on our street, where her friend was trying to stop her running off further, and call the blonde ones mother.

Blonde was making SO much noise, I thought someone was in serious trouble - and, idiot I am, I got up and headed right for it.

The less-than-classy lady just down the road stuck her head out and just hollered at them: not particularly conducive to resolving the issue. More, adding to the problem of waking others up. 

I'm probably going to get a really weird reputation, having police round at 4:30 am.

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