went to Magaluf (sp?) (Shagaluf?), on a shitty lads hliday when we were all 16-17. one of our mates got pissed early on and walked down a massivley long flight of stairs to lay on a wall beside the beach. from where we were we had a clear view of him.
he'd been laying there for ~5 mins when this group of kids come along. one thumps him in the gut, another kicks him as he falls to the floor and they rough him up and take his wallet. all this happened so quickly, but luckily one of our group had seen it happen. 6 of us ran down the stairs, bottles in our hands. we found the group of four further down the beach. two made off but unluckily for the other two we got hold of them.
a few bottles were broken over their heads, one had his trousers taken off him and thrown over a wall after we emptied the contents of them.
we made off sharpish and hailed two cabs and disappeared for the rest of the evening.
the same guy (he's only small) left work late one night and had to get the ube from Mile End to Liverpool St. That day he'd bought a new pair of trainers. as he entered the station this group of kids took the bag with the shoe box in. he said "have it, these are the old ones" so they made him take off his new shoes and they took them, too.