Yesterday my three companions and I left the Cenotaph after the instruction by tannoy that it was safe to do so.
On reaching Parliament Square we saw Brian Hawes, the self acclaimed Peace Protestor, starting to set about a shortish veteran aged about 75/80 who was using a stick for support. He was shouting and screaming at the veteran and when we called across to him to leave the bloke alone he became very abusive and shouted out 'He called me a cnut!'
As we were nearby I quickly stood in between Hawes and the unknown veteran - who was sporting a fine row of polished medals and suggested he might like to leave.
Hawes was behind me screaming at the top of his voice, 'But he called me a cnut!'
When I turned round to face him I told him to shut up and suggested he might like a fracás with me. He stood back at that and muttered the same immortal words about being called a cnut.
Well I couldn't help myself because I retorted, 'You pick on an easy target and if he did call you a cnut he wasn't wrong. You don't like it when the target isn't quite so easy, do you?'
Guess what? No answer as he sloped away back to his kerbside crap heap.
I thought I'd report the matter to Police as I had three very reliable witnesses ,ex-services, ex police and there was not one to be seen.....
As we walked away, my old sarge turns round as says, 'There's an even bigger one than that waste of space....look someones giving him money.'
And so they were.
So, is the bloke a nut or a cnut or both. Is there something else he is?
On reaching Parliament Square we saw Brian Hawes, the self acclaimed Peace Protestor, starting to set about a shortish veteran aged about 75/80 who was using a stick for support. He was shouting and screaming at the veteran and when we called across to him to leave the bloke alone he became very abusive and shouted out 'He called me a cnut!'
As we were nearby I quickly stood in between Hawes and the unknown veteran - who was sporting a fine row of polished medals and suggested he might like to leave.
Hawes was behind me screaming at the top of his voice, 'But he called me a cnut!'
When I turned round to face him I told him to shut up and suggested he might like a fracás with me. He stood back at that and muttered the same immortal words about being called a cnut.
Well I couldn't help myself because I retorted, 'You pick on an easy target and if he did call you a cnut he wasn't wrong. You don't like it when the target isn't quite so easy, do you?'
Guess what? No answer as he sloped away back to his kerbside crap heap.
I thought I'd report the matter to Police as I had three very reliable witnesses ,ex-services, ex police and there was not one to be seen.....
As we walked away, my old sarge turns round as says, 'There's an even bigger one than that waste of space....look someones giving him money.'
And so they were.
So, is the bloke a nut or a cnut or both. Is there something else he is?
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