by mo » Sat Aug 05, 2017 12:00 pm
I remember quite clearly when I was a teenager and lived in London.
When we were sixteen my twin sis Dorrie and I went to Richmond to meet two boys we had met there the weekend before.
We had a great time with them and didn't realize the time.
When we got to the train station to get our train it was locked. The last train had gone.
We both panicked not knowing what to do. Then we saw a policeman directing the traffic so we asked him where the nearest police station was.
He directed us and when we got to the station the police were absolutely lovely and took us home back to Kilburn in one of their police cars.
You can imagine my poor mothers face when she opened the door and saw two policemen standing there, we were behind them.
Gosh we got an earful from our dad the next day and was stopped from going to our favourite haunt Richmond for quite a while.