About 23 or 24 years ago I was assigned to the Norwegian city of Harstad for
carrying out military service.

I had a hobby at that time, stars and astronomy - I had my binoculars with
me.

Also I carried with me 3 books and a half dozen other things.

On the way back "home" I was "attacked".

3 youths were wondering what I was doing.

About half an hour later and after some explanation and other "courtships" I
was released from my "capture".

What a story. Did something else happen, perhaps ?

Knut Arvid Keilen wrote:
Yes, you are pervy peeping tom & deserve everything which you can
remember happening & also that which you can't.