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James Casbolt · 01-21-2009, 05:24 PM

With that in mind, the following events occured at the weekend

Against my better judgement I decided to go out drinking on Friday night in St Ives. Just like the American Indians, aboriginals and other shamanic races, the delta blues cannot cope with alchohol.

After the fourth drink or so I began to get outrageous. I made a sexual comment about a girls legs and next thing I know I'm surrounded by a couple of guys who were with her. I got out of there and went to the next bar. After a while I see them enter. The smaller of the two guys keeps staring at me. I walk past him and he gives me an extremely aggressive look. I feel my body starting to swell up ( around my chest and shoulders ). I turn around walk towards him. The girl jumps in the way and says "Have you got a ****ing problem?". I walk around her and feel my something going on wiht my teeth ( like tingling or moving or something ). I stand over the guy and snarl and growl like a dog and show him my teeth. He jumps back on his seat in fright. I don't think the girl saw the front of my face as she was standing to the side. She runs at me and tries to attack. I don't want to hurt her so I move backwards quickly. I hit a chair and my legs are lifted off the ground. I'm about to hit the floor and the next thing I know I'm on my feet a couple of feet away. I don't know how I got from point A to B so quickly, I should have been on my back. The doorman and other people jump in between us and I just leave the place and go home. I don't want to hurn anyone

The second event happened on Sunday

The week prior to that I meet a guy at an AA meeting and he says "I know you from somewhere!". It turns out he spent time at Brock Barracks in Reading and his brother still works there. He also looked after the prostitutes on the Oxford Road where Brock Barracks is located ( very rough area ).

I to him "Have you ever spent time in Wales?", he says yes and I say "I bet it was in Brecon Beacons- "Yes it was" he says, "how did you know that?"

The story then takes an almost ridiculous turn- I'm sitting with my family for dinner on Sunday and my uncle says "Wolfgang was hit my a train today and died"- basically a St Ives man was drunk waiting for a train, he saw a couple of young girls on the platform opposite and went over and was hit by a train. It took over half an hour to clear up the body parts. It was on the local news and my uncle said "A guy was there and called out to him to warn him a train was coming, he looked the wrong way and was hit".

His name was Wolfgang Armstrong ( known as 'Pudge' in St Ives ). I would see him walking around the streets of St Ives at night completely drunk and howling like a dog into the sky ( seriously ). He was infamous in the town for doing this. Him and another man would always be standing near the Delta extraction point at Man's Head near Porthmeor beach, drinking in the afternoon and such. This is the area I would go walking when feeling lost.

Anyway I saw my friend from Brock Barracks on Monday night and he says "Did you hear what happened to me?". He basically went on to tell me that it was him who tried to warn Wolfgang and then saw him dragged under the train and chopped to pieces. He told me that something in his head said "Just run!", but he stayed around and "took control of the situation". The police interviewed him and he was on the local news.

Still can't remember where I know him from, but I do know him!

Interestingly enough, when I went to visit S in Southampton ( I think it was my last visit but not 100% sure ), the train was delayed and then ambulances and police pulled up and the train was stationary for awhile. The conducter wouldn't tell us what was wrong. After a while the loudspeaker came on and said "Someone has commited suicide on the track and authorities are clearing up the body parts!"

He actaully used the words "Body parts" which I thought was very strange.

01-21-2009, 05:24 PM	#583
James Casbolt Avalon Senior Member Join Date: Nov 2008 Posts: 867	Re: James Casbolt:Underground U.K. bases! With that in mind, the following events occured at the weekend Against my better judgement I decided to go out drinking on Friday night in St Ives. Just like the American Indians, aboriginals and other shamanic races, the delta blues cannot cope with alchohol. After the fourth drink or so I began to get outrageous. I made a sexual comment about a girls legs and next thing I know I'm surrounded by a couple of guys who were with her. I got out of there and went to the next bar. After a while I see them enter. The smaller of the two guys keeps staring at me. I walk past him and he gives me an extremely aggressive look. I feel my body starting to swell up ( around my chest and shoulders ). I turn around walk towards him. The girl jumps in the way and says "Have you got a ****ing problem?". I walk around her and feel my something going on wiht my teeth ( like tingling or moving or something ). I stand over the guy and snarl and growl like a dog and show him my teeth. He jumps back on his seat in fright. I don't think the girl saw the front of my face as she was standing to the side. She runs at me and tries to attack. I don't want to hurt her so I move backwards quickly. I hit a chair and my legs are lifted off the ground. I'm about to hit the floor and the next thing I know I'm on my feet a couple of feet away. I don't know how I got from point A to B so quickly, I should have been on my back. The doorman and other people jump in between us and I just leave the place and go home. I don't want to hurn anyone The second event happened on Sunday The week prior to that I meet a guy at an AA meeting and he says "I know you from somewhere!". It turns out he spent time at Brock Barracks in Reading and his brother still works there. He also looked after the prostitutes on the Oxford Road where Brock Barracks is located ( very rough area ). I to him "Have you ever spent time in Wales?", he says yes and I say "I bet it was in Brecon Beacons- "Yes it was" he says, "how did you know that?" The story then takes an almost ridiculous turn- I'm sitting with my family for dinner on Sunday and my uncle says "Wolfgang was hit my a train today and died"- basically a St Ives man was drunk waiting for a train, he saw a couple of young girls on the platform opposite and went over and was hit by a train. It took over half an hour to clear up the body parts. It was on the local news and my uncle said "A guy was there and called out to him to warn him a train was coming, he looked the wrong way and was hit". His name was Wolfgang Armstrong ( known as 'Pudge' in St Ives ). I would see him walking around the streets of St Ives at night completely drunk and howling like a dog into the sky ( seriously ). He was infamous in the town for doing this. Him and another man would always be standing near the Delta extraction point at Man's Head near Porthmeor beach, drinking in the afternoon and such. This is the area I would go walking when feeling lost. Anyway I saw my friend from Brock Barracks on Monday night and he says "Did you hear what happened to me?". He basically went on to tell me that it was him who tried to warn Wolfgang and then saw him dragged under the train and chopped to pieces. He told me that something in his head said "Just run!", but he stayed around and "took control of the situation". The police interviewed him and he was on the local news. Still can't remember where I know him from, but I do know him! Interestingly enough, when I went to visit S in Southampton ( I think it was my last visit but not 100% sure ), the train was delayed and then ambulances and police pulled up and the train was stationary for awhile. The conducter wouldn't tell us what was wrong. After a while the loudspeaker came on and said "Someone has commited suicide on the track and authorities are clearing up the body parts!" He actaully used the words "Body parts" which I thought was very strange.