Hi guys, I am a sentimental big guy, in 1990 when I worked as a coach driver 4 an Essex firm , I took a load of snooty folk 2 the royal opera house London. I was dying to go to the loo and parked my coach on the embankment not far from MOD building. I locked up my coach and popped into a nearby hotel to use their loo. On returning to my coach I was asked by this person 4 a light, I told him I didnt smoke, he was Scottish like me so I ended up talking to him, now and again other guys appeared and went, I must have spoken to him 4 an hour, he asked me wat i was doing in london so i told him, he knew my coach was where it was 4 some reason, and there was. While I was feeling sorry 4 him as he had no home 2 go 2 he gave his m8s the nod and off they went nd broke into my coach. They smashed open my briefcase and took my wallet which had money, credit card but the things that meant most to me were pictures and memorial anouncements etc on my nan and great nan, TO be continued below
2007-01-17
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