Had to Naafi this as didnt know where to put it ! Looked after my nephew last night, usual script, he gets dropped off at ours, a pile PS3 games in one hand and a DPM rucksack full of stuff in the other, I got the usual para reg grunt from over my brothers shoulder as he rooted round my fridge then off he toodles to work (hence the sitting). Took the lad for a drive then stopped in Halifax for a Mcdonalds and on the way back he asked for a DVD, no dramas for Reni, chances are an hour and a half of watching frenetic CGI characters should have had him out like a light which would have subsequently freed me up for a night of back to back 'Sweeneys' and a fistfull of jam rolls. Gets to the DVD shop, parked up, gave the little lad a lift out of the car, looked up and literally glanced at 4 Asian lads sat outside outside to suddenly get the ubiqioutus remark "what the f*ck you lookin at?" I admit to being a bit perplexed at this and the poor little sod waddling along next to me looked terrified, so I replied minimally, "alright mate, no dramas" and in we went, Im annoyed but not overly so, gets the film, goes back outside, same script, an unavoidable glance resulted in a "what you f*cking looking at prick?", my head went a bit, right heel was tapping the floor, fingers trembling, the usual pre commital reactions everyone has be it a prize fight a charity skydive or an exam !? I asked him to leave it out, got a kid with me ect ect, by this time they are all stood up, all measuring me up, f*cking horrible situation to be in to be honest, stuck the boy in the car, started getting in, bang, empty can on roof of motor, turned to remonstrate to find a pockfaced yoooof of about 17 with what can only be described as a cheese knife saying "yeah ? yeah ? do you want this ? yeah ?" Absolutely the most difficult situation I have been in since I was 17 and hanging upside on a wooden fence after vaulting it whilst bolting from a womans house at 4am as her dear sweet hubby was thundering through the house looking for me ! I found myself holding my hands at waist height, not making eye contact and just driving off........So there you have it, Uncle Reni, ex Royal and Pongo, not a bad scrum half, former pretty dire amauter boxer, Wednesday nights at an MMA gym, gets on well with most and never solicits any dramas, was verbally disarmed and sent to Coventry by a load of kids outside a Spa shop on a Friday night ! I dont feel particularly bad about it, not quiet yet at the point of indifference but it is the first proper fear I have felt in a long time, in amongst the inevitable slagging I would like some feedback, I know we arent invincible and we face the inevitability of getting older, slower and less able but anyone else been knocked off their perch in such a bizarre way ?? I feel I have somewhat lost my mojo, have watched Predator 14 times, spent an hour on the bag and am not expecting to produce any more semen for about 48 hours !