A fun evening. Beers with friends, then as we were leaving the pub saw a woman and her boyfriend having the typical mardi row. Trouble happened, however when the girl screamed "get off me", which as far as I'm concerned means just that. I shouted out "Alright, that's enough." and pounded over in my size nines (I'm wearing in a spare pair of Army boots). This bloke was a good eight inches and fifty pounds bigger than me, but I'm a great believer in right over might. Once I charged in, my friends followed up, and long story short we saw the girl home, with boyfriend meekly in tow. Poor girl had been assaulted two weeks previous, and was basically just in a state, mentally. Took an hour to see it all through.
Good deed done.
Quite relieved I didn't get kicked senseless. Maybe some of this Army nonsense about selfless commitment is rubbing off.
BTW, how come thesluig doesn't have an avatar. Can we sort him out with one?