This un's an eye witness account, not half an hour old. Me and Terry right, was walking round Brixton, right? Geezer comes up right, we clock his feet, right? He's got on a pair of flip-flops, right, with thick grey wool socks. White they was, the flip-flops, not the grey socks. I thought the geezer was a bit diddle-eye. Terry reckoned he was a nonce. We both thought he was a c@nt though.