London wtf !
I’ve been down to London for the last two days for an SEO conference, which went rather well, hopefully we’ll garner something useful from it to help boost site traffic.
Secondly, I had the great opportunity to meet up with Mark of BritBlog fame. We had a great chat, a good few beers and a nice chinese. Was really great fun and hope we’ll be able to meet up again at some point in the future.
The downside….
Some fucker pickpocketed me and stole my mobile and PDA. Bastards…
Is nothing sacred, if it’s not taped down they’ll fucking have it. I wouldn’t care but they were in my inside, zipped up, coat pocket. I mean how ????
Well it got reported, but I imagine nothing will come of it. I’m just another MET statistic now.
Life goes on….
Tags: crime, London, mobile-phone, pda, theft
March 15th, 2006 at 3:21 pm
I still can’t believe it happened! I’d love to see the CCTV for it because it must have been pretty obvious to anyone watching.
Anyway, great to put a face to the name at last - I look forward to the next time!
March 15th, 2006 at 5:38 pm
What a nightmare…
When I lived in London, there used to be adverts saying that you should keep things in your front trouser pockets, as they’re hard to take things from. I’ve always followed that advice, but PDAs especially are not the most comfortable of things. And you shouldn’t have to go to such extremes.
Keep an eye out on eBay in case someone is dumb enough to post both your phone and PDA using one account.
March 15th, 2006 at 6:13 pm
I doubt they are intelligent enough for ebay.
Work are getting me another one which is nice, but it’ll be an X51v. It’s on its way now
March 27th, 2006 at 10:00 am
I know the feeling to well having somethning pinched or vandalised… On Friday I had my “less than a year” pride and joy motor car KEYED by some vandal who took it upon themselves to put a lovely scratch down the side of my car. You wonder what sort of society we live in, where other people can do such things… You right, the actual item is not important, but the fact that someone even contiplated the thought of rumminging through your pockets is enough to make one spit with anger.