> Portchester car park has another tale to tell:
>
> On New Year's day at about 3.30 in the afternoon, having
> enjoyed an excellent lunch with his wife, children and grand
> children, Patrick knew it was time to take Roxy, his
> well-loved mongrel dog for his afternoon's constitutional.
>
> Unable to find his usually clutch of plastic bags for
> collecting the Roxy's "doings" he called to his wife that he
> would take, instead, the fancy gift bag in which he had
> recently received a small present from his grand-daughter.
>
> He strode purposefully down Leith Avenue and into Hill
> Road, Roxy on his lead and the pretty gift bag swinging
> freely in his hand. The dog stopped on two occasions and
> Roxy's "doings" were transferred into the gift bag for later
> disposal.
>
> Hill Road narrows as it approaches Portchester railway
> station and joins with Station Road. A narrow path is the
> only pedestrian way under the railway bridge and it is very
> close to the road.
> Patrick carefully manoeuvred himself and the dog along the
> narrow path. At this moment, two youths aged approximately
> 13 or 14 years old came cycling, at considerable speed up
> the road.
>
> Shouting and laughing at Patrick, the youths grabbed and
> stole the colourful gift bag and sped off into the
> distance.
>
> Patrick and I have often wondered what happened next.
>
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