On a recent Saturday, I went with my husband to Brighton looking in the second-hand shops for Elvis Presley records.

My husband went on to work and I was "all shook up".

I was going up Trafalgar Street when 30-40 men, all yobs in rainwear, started shouting and running up to the station.

I could see the police standing there and I knew there was going to be trouble. I turned round and ran the other way to the Steine to get a bus going the other way and then walked the rest.

I am a young OAP. It was all quiet and then all hell let loose. I just wanted to get home safely.

Thank goodness I wasn't in the tunnel.

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