The worst Bankrobber in Edinburgh.
So here we go, I was down at Piershill for a wee drink and chant at Monday Club in Porters, I hop on and off buses on my way home and a guy stops me on Princes Street and asks if I can spare a pound for a drink. I tell him a pound won't buy him much, but I appreciate his honesty, I told him I never had any change.
I checked the time of the next bus and sat on a nearby bench and he sat down beside me, I asked what brought him up here, (I thought he was English), he said he got deported and I laughed saying what from England?' I'm not fucking English, I'm from Australia but was born in Scotland!' I apologised, and asked what his story was.
He told he lived there from when he was a child, but was an alcoholic and turned to crime, robbing banks in Sidney, after a few convictions they decided to send him back here. I laughed again and he confessed he wasn't a very good Bankrobber, and said 'in fact I have been called the worst Bankrobber in Edinburgh' Of course I laughed again, he went,'honestly, look me up on the internet', which I did.
Google Edinburgh's Worst Bankrobber and you'll find him, look at the pic, you will see he looks like your typical Jakey
I like people who are honest, and enjoyed his story, but again told him I would give him a pound if I had one, but only had notes. Well, he pulled out a Whisky flask clad in tartan, 'want to buy this?' he asked. I felt a wee bit sorry for him and gave him a fiver for it. And that's the story how I met Edinburgh's worst Bankrobber. . ..
I will need to sterilise the flask, but it's a small price to pay for an interesting wee encounter.