London, UK
Every holiday must have its local criminal encounter. After extracting money from a bank in Nottinghill I was walking down Portobello Road intent on the markets and an attempt to buy daughter number 2 a present. I heard (but didnt pay any attention as my money was all tucked up in my back pack) some coins falling on the path behind me. As I walked on I felt a tap on my shoulder-'You dropped some coins madam.' They're not mine said I. Another man,picking them up, ...