[Subby]

Some years ago I was unwittingly instrumental in collaring some drug dealers, because of my diabetes. Let me explain...

In a dodgy, druggy part of Melbourne (Russell St) a friend and I ordered a souvlaki from a dodgy souvlaki shop. I did what I always did, turned my back (towards a large window as it happened) and whipped out a syringe, dosed up, lifted my shirt and injected.

My friend was looking out the window which led onto a side alley, and saw a policeman caught stunned for a moment as he saw me, then shake his head and relax as he realized I must be a diabetic, shooting into my stomach in public as I was.

I finished and turned back to the counter to see a guy near the door staring at me with his face drained and wide with horror - he parted his arms and from beneath his overcoat a a lot of small druggie things went clattered to the ground... had obviously watched me shoot up and seen the interest of the policeman and thought "ohhh s#!9TD! a bust!"... he turned and raced out of the door... straight into the policeman who was just coming round the corner.

I knew something had happened but I wasn't sure what. My friend and I got our souvlakis and walked down the street, weaving past the cops and bedraggled looking guy, and my friend filled me in on what had happened, to which, as usual, I was pretty much oblivious at the time.