11:00am, 11th August 2006 - at last!
Just confronted the perv face to face.
Went to local store to buy a ticket for Euro Millions Lottery Draw!
I got to the door as the perv was just walking out of it!
He said "hello son".
I just blanked him and went in the store. I thought god, that was the opportunity I was waiting for, but he had caught me off guard. I bought my ticket.
I knew he would have headed for the betting shop over the road! I left the store and looked over the road. He was just leaving the betting shop.
I locked my car and crossed the road towards him.
The following covnversation ensued: M = me, P = Perv.
M - I'd just like to correct something, I am not your son , and don't even speak to me.
P - I don't even recognise you!
M - I'm one of the ones that went against you in court!
P - Oh right - I'm sorry about that!
M - I want to correct something else. In court, you were told that you were an elderly gentleman! (I forgot to mention indiscretions). You are not, as far as I am concerned you are a grooming abusive paedophile.
P - OK.
M - So don't even speak to me ever again.
P = Ok
M - Don't ever speak to me and we'll leave it at that!
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When I first crossed the road, he maintained eye contact. As the conversation developed, he kept trying to walk away and couldn't look at me.
When I got back into my car I was shaking like a twig in a storm. I'm really glad that I confronted him. The judiciary couldn't tell him what he was in court, so I've done it myself!
At no point did I touch him. I just maintained my best assertive, disgusted voice.
I saw the fear in his face as he walked away!
I have needed to do this for so long! Now this has to sink in, but I will walk tall from this day onwards.
Now I'm emotional!
He'll probably complain to the police, but so what! I can handle anything they have to say.
I'll direct them towards the 40 year old alcoholic that is so messed up that he lives in an old persons bungalow. I'll direct them to the 40 year old dope heads house, that never leaves his home except to score. I'll ask the police to tell them that James Fowler is complaining that I confronted him and called him a grooming, abusive paedophile. Maybe it will bring a little light back into their eyes.
*PS - that was one of the shortest conversations I've ever had in my life, but probably one of the most important.
Best wishes ...Rik
Went to local store to buy a ticket for Euro Millions Lottery Draw!
I got to the door as the perv was just walking out of it!
He said "hello son".
I just blanked him and went in the store. I thought god, that was the opportunity I was waiting for, but he had caught me off guard. I bought my ticket.
I knew he would have headed for the betting shop over the road! I left the store and looked over the road. He was just leaving the betting shop.
I locked my car and crossed the road towards him.
The following covnversation ensued: M = me, P = Perv.
M - I'd just like to correct something, I am not your son , and don't even speak to me.
P - I don't even recognise you!
M - I'm one of the ones that went against you in court!
P - Oh right - I'm sorry about that!
M - I want to correct something else. In court, you were told that you were an elderly gentleman! (I forgot to mention indiscretions). You are not, as far as I am concerned you are a grooming abusive paedophile.
P - OK.
M - So don't even speak to me ever again.
P = Ok
M - Don't ever speak to me and we'll leave it at that!
___________________________________________
When I first crossed the road, he maintained eye contact. As the conversation developed, he kept trying to walk away and couldn't look at me.
When I got back into my car I was shaking like a twig in a storm. I'm really glad that I confronted him. The judiciary couldn't tell him what he was in court, so I've done it myself!
At no point did I touch him. I just maintained my best assertive, disgusted voice.
I saw the fear in his face as he walked away!
I have needed to do this for so long! Now this has to sink in, but I will walk tall from this day onwards.
Now I'm emotional!
He'll probably complain to the police, but so what! I can handle anything they have to say.
I'll direct them towards the 40 year old alcoholic that is so messed up that he lives in an old persons bungalow. I'll direct them to the 40 year old dope heads house, that never leaves his home except to score. I'll ask the police to tell them that James Fowler is complaining that I confronted him and called him a grooming, abusive paedophile. Maybe it will bring a little light back into their eyes.
*PS - that was one of the shortest conversations I've ever had in my life, but probably one of the most important.
Best wishes ...Rik