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Tuesday, 12 November 2013

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Erik Ribsskog

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Tue, Nov 12, 2013 at 7:42 PM




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Hei,

her er hele e-posten som ikke kom fram, til IPCC.

Kanskje dere har en e-post-adresse til IPCC som virker.

Og så kan dere sende den e-posten til de?

Mvh.

Erik Ribsskog


---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: Erik Ribsskog <eribsskog@gmail.com>
Date: Tue, Nov 12, 2013 at 7:25 PM
Subject: Update/Fwd: LOG 1507 02/11/13.......Harassment from Hungry
House - 17991 - [Not Protectively Marked]
To: COMMCEN <COMMCEN@merseyside.police.uk>
Cc: !enquiries <enquiries@ipcc.gsi.gov.uk>


Hi,

I was at Walton Lane police-station right now regarding four cases.

I spoke with constable 3174.

He ridiculed me and said the reason I had gotten 70 dodgy phone-calls
and a lot of e-mails and 14 fast food-delivery guys on my door was
because I had ticked a box on the internet.

But I have a degree in IT and don't think there is a box like that.

I think some criminals are terrorising me.

Regarding the strangler today at around 3PM at Heymarket.

I attach a photograph of him.

But the photo wasn't that fine, due to that I wasn't myself after the attack.

Regarding the neighbour, (in 9 Keith Court), I think he's a criminal.

Since I overheard him treateing a guy in his 20's some months ago that
he would scrape up his car, (with his house-key), after they'd had an
argument, (since the young Keith Court-guy said he would have hit the
old guy in number nine if he had done a thing like that on the
street).

Also the guy in number 9 walks around in his underwear.

He has been going on my door, with two, (and sometimes three), clocks,
which he has asked me if were set right, (and sometimes he did this in
his under-wear).

He started the community care system, (since these are converted flats
for the elderly), this spring, and I went out to see what was wrong
with him.

He said he needed to go to hospital, but really the problem was his
door that had been smashed in the day before, it seemed.

So I called the police, and a lock-smith fixed the door, later that day.

Just to sumarise a bit.

I've told this neighbour I want him to leave me alone.

(Since he's a criminal and I noticed his flat smelt very bad, when I
called the police for him, when he had started the alarm for the
elderly).

But yesteday he stood outside my door and said 'Good Morning' when I
was going to Tesco.

I don't think thats to leave me alone.

So I told him, (loudly, to warn the neighbours etc.), to leave me alone.

So I hope he leaves me alone now.

And stops going on my door, and stops standing outside my door.

And stops talking to me.

He dosn't need to hang in the court all the time, I think.

He should go to the park or something, I think.

In stead of harassing his neighbours all the time when they go to buy
groceries, etc.

Also, the constable asked me why I waited from 3PM to 6PM with
reporting the strangeling.

That's because I have a bit low confidence in the police, to be honest.

This problem started in Norway years ago.

A couple of weeks ago I went to the city centre to get out a bit, and
go to a club and try to meet people, etc.

And then a police car almost crushed my foot.

I had my foot just outside the pavement when I walked past three women
dressed in shorts.

And the moment I put my foot on the pavement again, a police-car drove
where my foot had just been.

I don't understand why they drove that close to the pavement.

So I send a copy-email to the IPCC so they can hopefully investigate
the ridicule from constable 3174 and perhaps also that the police
tried to run over my foot, (it seemed to me).

Erik Ribsskog


---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: COMMCEN <COMMCEN@merseyside.police.uk>
Date: Sat, Nov 2, 2013 at 11:37 PM
Subject: RE: LOG 1507 02/11/13.......Harassment from Hungry House -
17991  - [Not Protectively Marked]
To: Erik Ribsskog <eribsskog@gmail.com>


Hi Mr Ribsskog,

Thank you for your e mail.

Merseyside Police are unable to assist at this time, we would need
contact numbers/details of the bogus callers to the Online takeaway
service "Hungry House". Without this information we unfortunately have
no lines of enquiry.

Kind regards

-----Original Message-----
From: Erik Ribsskog [mailto:eribsskog@gmail.com]
Sent: 02 November 2013 21:31
To: COMMCEN
Cc: Liverpool Direct
Subject: LOG 1507 02/11/13.......Harassment from Hungry House - 17991

Hi,

I got a phone-call on my mobile now at 20.51 from 0773 826 4224.

A woman said she worked for a company named Hungry House and accused
me of having placed a 'bogus' order.

I'm an economist, and I've worked for fifteen years in retail and I've
also worked with delivering fast-food, as an extra-job, in Norway.

So I know that food like that are sometimes up to ten times more
expensive, than buying from a grocery-store.

So I 'never' order fast food, (at least not when I'm unemployed, like now).

And I certainly don't place bogus orders.

Last weekend I had forteen bogus pizza-delivery-guys on my door.

I called the police, since one of them started to act treatening.

And the reference-number is: 1578 - 28 October 2013.

(This was a call-centre in Liverpool One, that was the Police
Department, that I spoke with).

The Police-woman said she would inform the neighbourhood-police about this.

And didn't investigate who placed the bogus orders in my name.

This is like terror to me.

It's not fun to know that any moment someone could knock on my door
wanting money for food I haven't ordered.

And fourteen times in two times.

It's like terror.

And now this.

(Terror from the Hungry House-woman).

Even if someone had placed an order in my name, it doesn't mean I placed it.

My wifi-dongle wasn't working, the other day, and I went to the
library, here in Spellow, to do my job-search.

I tried to delete my CV from the library-computer, after using it, but
this wasn't possible, it seemed.

Also, the library-computer was lying on the floor, and not in its box.

So the electriciy-wire suddently fell out, and I had to put it back,
to get to log on again.

This is poor data-sequrity, I think.

Someone could have gotten access to my e-mail, if I hadn't been able
to put the electricity-wire back in.

I therefore also send this as a complaint to the Council.

And to the Norwegian Embassy in London, (since I'm from Norway).

Erik Ribsskog

PS.

The Hungry House-woman said she would call the Police.

And accused me of placing bogus orders.

This is harassment and insults, (and lies), which are probably some
type of crime, I guess.

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as possible.

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Erik Ribsskog
<eribsskog@gmail.com>
Tue, Nov 12, 2013 at 7:36 PM
To:
post <post@spesialenheten.no>
Cc:
COMMCEN <COMMCEN@merseyside.police.uk>
Hei,

jeg sender denne til dere, for e-post-adressen som står på nettstedet
til den engelske spesialenheten, (IPCC), virker ikke, virker det som
for meg.

Erik Ribsskog


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Hi,

I was at Walton Lane police-station right now regarding four cases.

I spoke with constable 3174.

He ridiculed me and said the reason I had gotten 70 dodgy phone-calls
and a lot of e-mails and 14 fast food-delivery guys on my door was
because I had ticked a box on the internet.

But I have a degree in IT and don't think there is a box like that.

I think some criminals are terrorising me.

Regarding the strangler today at around 3PM at Heymarket.

I attach a photograph of him.

But the photo wasn't that fine, due to that I wasn't myself after the attack.

Regarding the neighbour, (in 9 Keith Court), I think he's a criminal.

Since I overheard him treateing a guy in his 20's some months ago that
he would scrape up his car, (with his house-key), after they'd had an
argument, (since the young Keith Court-guy said he would have hit the
old guy in number nine if he had done a thing like that on the
street).

Also the guy in number 9 walks around in his underwear.

He has been going on my door, with two, (and sometimes three), clocks,
which he has asked me if were set right, (and sometimes he did this in
his under-wear).

He started the community care system, (since these are converted flats
for the elderly), this spring, and I went out to see what was wrong
with him.

He said he needed to go to hospital, but really the problem was his
door that had been smashed in the day before, it seemed.

So I called the police, and a lock-smith fixed the door, later that day.

Just to sumarise a bit.

I've told this neighbour I want him to leave me alone.

(Since he's a criminal and I noticed his flat smelt very bad, when I
called the police for him, when he had started the alarm for the
elderly).

But yesteday he stood outside my door and said 'Good Morning' when I
was going to Tesco.

I don't think thats to leave me alone.

So I told him, (loudly, to warn the neighbours etc.), to leave me alone.

So I hope he leaves me alone now.


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Erik Ribsskog
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Update/Fwd: LOG 1507 02/11/13.......Harassment from Hungry House - 17991 - [Not Protectively Marked]









Erik Ribsskog

<eribsskog@gmail.com>




Tue, Nov 12, 2013 at 7:25 PM




To:
COMMCEN <COMMCEN@merseyside.police.uk>


Cc:
!enquiries <enquiries@ipcc.gsi.gov.uk>






Hi,

I was at Walton Lane police-station right now regarding four cases.

I spoke with constable 3174.

He ridiculed me and said the reason I had gotten 70 dodgy phone-calls
and a lot of e-mails and 14 fast food-delivery guys on my door was
because I had ticked a box on the internet.

But I have a degree in IT and don't think there is a box like that.

I think some criminals are terrorising me.

Regarding the strangler today at around 3PM at Heymarket.

I attach a photograph of him.

But the photo wasn't that fine, due to that I wasn't myself after the attack.

Regarding the neighbour, (in 9 Keith Court), I think he's a criminal.

Since I overheard him treateing a guy in his 20's some months ago that
he would scrape up his car, (with his house-key), after they'd had an
argument, (since the young Keith Court-guy said he would have hit the
old guy in number nine if he had done a thing like that on the
street).

Also the guy in number 9 walks around in his underwear.

He has been going on my door, with two, (and sometimes three), clocks,
which he has asked me if were set right, (and sometimes he did this in
his under-wear).

He started the community care system, (since these are converted flats
for the elderly), this spring, and I went out to see what was wrong
with him.

He said he needed to go to hospital, but really the problem was his
door that had been smashed in the day before, it seemed.

So I called the police, and a lock-smith fixed the door, later that day.

Just to sumarise a bit.

I've told this neighbour I want him to leave me alone.

(Since he's a criminal and I noticed his flat smelt very bad, when I
called the police for him, when he had started the alarm for the
elderly).

But yesteday he stood outside my door and said 'Good Morning' when I
was going to Tesco.

I don't think thats to leave me alone.

So I told him, (loudly, to warn the neighbours etc.), to leave me alone.

So I hope he leaves me alone now.

And stops going on my door, and stops standing outside my door.

And stops talking to me.

He dosn't need to hang in the court all the time, I think.

He should go to the park or something, I think.

In stead of harassing his neighbours all the time when they go to buy
groceries, etc.

Also, the constable asked me why I waited from 3PM to 6PM with
reporting the strangeling.

That's because I have a bit low confidence in the police, to be honest.

This problem started in Norway years ago.

A couple of weeks ago I went to the city centre to get out a bit, and
go to a club and try to meet people, etc.

And then a police car almost crushed my foot.

I had my foot just outside the pavement when I walked past three women
dressed in shorts.

And the moment I put my foot on the pavement again, a police-car drove
where my foot had just been.

I don't understand why they drove that close to the pavement.

So I send a copy-email to the IPCC so they can hopefully investigate
the ridicule from constable 3174 and perhaps also that the police
tried to run over my foot, (it seemed to me).

Erik Ribsskog


---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: COMMCEN <COMMCEN@merseyside.police.uk>
Date: Sat, Nov 2, 2013 at 11:37 PM
Subject: RE: LOG 1507 02/11/13.......Harassment from Hungry House -
17991  - [Not Protectively Marked]
To: Erik Ribsskog <eribsskog@gmail.com>


Hi Mr Ribsskog,

Thank you for your e mail.

Merseyside Police are unable to assist at this time, we would need
contact numbers/details of the bogus callers to the Online takeaway
service "Hungry House". Without this information we unfortunately have
no lines of enquiry.

Kind regards

-----Original Message-----
From: Erik Ribsskog [mailto:eribsskog@gmail.com]
Sent: 02 November 2013 21:31
To: COMMCEN
Cc: Liverpool Direct
Subject: LOG 1507 02/11/13.......Harassment from Hungry House - 17991

Hi,

I got a phone-call on my mobile now at 20.51 from 0773 826 4224.

A woman said she worked for a company named Hungry House and accused
me of having placed a 'bogus' order.

I'm an economist, and I've worked for fifteen years in retail and I've
also worked with delivering fast-food, as an extra-job, in Norway.

So I know that food like that are sometimes up to ten times more
expensive, than buying from a grocery-store.

So I 'never' order fast food, (at least not when I'm unemployed, like now).

And I certainly don't place bogus orders.

Last weekend I had forteen bogus pizza-delivery-guys on my door.

I called the police, since one of them started to act treatening.

And the reference-number is: 1578 - 28 October 2013.

(This was a call-centre in Liverpool One, that was the Police
Department, that I spoke with).

The Police-woman said she would inform the neighbourhood-police about this.

And didn't investigate who placed the bogus orders in my name.

This is like terror to me.

It's not fun to know that any moment someone could knock on my door
wanting money for food I haven't ordered.

And fourteen times in two times.

It's like terror.

And now this.

(Terror from the Hungry House-woman).

Even if someone had placed an order in my name, it doesn't mean I placed it.

My wifi-dongle wasn't working, the other day, and I went to the
library, here in Spellow, to do my job-search.

I tried to delete my CV from the library-computer, after using it, but
this wasn't possible, it seemed.

Also, the library-computer was lying on the floor, and not in its box.

So the electriciy-wire suddently fell out, and I had to put it back,
to get to log on again.

This is poor data-sequrity, I think.

Someone could have gotten access to my e-mail, if I hadn't been able
to put the electricity-wire back in.

I therefore also send this as a complaint to the Council.

And to the Norwegian Embassy in London, (since I'm from Norway).

Erik Ribsskog

PS.

The Hungry House-woman said she would call the Police.

And accused me of placing bogus orders.

This is harassment and insults, (and lies), which are probably some
type of crime, I guess.

============================================================
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solely for the use of the individual or entity to whom they are addressed.

If you have received this email in error please notify the sender as soon
as possible.

This footnote confirms that all reasonable steps have been taken to
ensure that this email message has been swept for the presence of
computer viruses.

The views expressed in this communication may not necessarily be the
views of Merseyside Police.

All communications, including telephone calls and electronic messages to
and from Merseyside Police may be subject to monitoring and recording.
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Min Bok 6 - Kapittel 50: Enda mer fra the Forge

Det var også sånn, (husker jeg), at Iwo en gang sa, (til en gruppe studenter, av begge kjønn vel), i lounge-en.

At han satt når han tisset, (husker jeg).

Og da måtte jeg nesten le, (husker jeg).

For det ble som noe jente-aktig for meg da, (må jeg si).

(Noe sånt).

Så sånn var det.

Bare noe jeg tenkte på.

Men men.

Jeg mener også at jeg overhørte det.

At Dörte snakka med noen andre student-damer, i lounge-en, en gang jeg var på do.

Om lyden som kom, når jeg tisset, betydde at jeg hadde stor eller liten tiss.

(Noe sånt).

Så Dörte satt altså og lyttet og analyserte sånne ting, i lounge-en, 'hele tida', da.

Iwo viste meg jo det en gang, at Dörte hadde hans madrass, på gulvet, på sitt rom.

Så Dörte hadde ikke plass til å sitte, på rommet sitt, da.

Så hu satt liksom alltid i lounge-en, da.

(Unntatt når hu var på forelesninger og sånt, da).

Så sånn var det.

Bare noe jeg tenkte på.

Men men.

Det var også sånn, at Dörte en gang spurte meg, om jeg skulle ha litt kaffe.

(En gang jeg var i lounge-en, vel).

Og jeg hadde vel svart ja, da.

(Siden Dörte ganske ofte kunne mase om sånt, vel).

Og så sa plutselig Dörte det.

(Etter en stund).

At jeg liksom ikke fikk lov til å drikke kaffe mer, da.

(Noe sånt).

På grunn av et eller annet som jeg ikke forstod, da.

Så Dörte kunne noen ganger oppføre seg litt merkelig, da.

(Må man vel si).

Så sånn var det.

Bare noe jeg tenkte på.

Men men.

Federica anbefalte meg forresten det.

(En av de første dagene der, vel).

At jeg ikke burde drikke vannet, (fra springen), der.

Jeg prøvde å spørre hvorfor man ikke burde drikke det.

Men da fikk jeg ikke noe klart svar, (husker jeg).

Men jeg tror at til og med Federica brukte vann fra springen, når hu skulle koke vann, til kaffe, osv.

(Hvis jeg ikke tar helt feil, da).

Og Federica sa også det til meg.

(En av de første dagene der, vel).

At hvis jeg trengte kaffe, (eller noe sånt).

Så kunne jeg bare ta fra hennes skap, da.

(Noe sånt).

Og det var kanskje fordi at hu hadde fått låne den 'støpsel-converteren', av meg.

(Den første dagen hu var der, vel).

Sånn at hu fikk ladet opp mobilen sin, og ringt hjem, da.

(For å si fra om at flyturen gikk greit, (eller noe sånt), vel).

Så det var vel hyggelig sagt liksom, av Federica.

Men det var ikke sånn at jeg da begynte å spise av hennes mat, liksom.

For dette var nok bare noe hu sa for å være høflig, (eller noe lignende).

(Sånn som jeg forstod det, ihvertfall).

Så sånn var det.

Bare noe jeg tenkte på.

Men men.

Og en gang, som jeg kom hjem fra Sunderland sentrum, og hadde gjort masse innkjøp, (av nye klær muligens, og jeg kjøpte også en liten 'ghetto-blaster', (eller hva man skal kalle det), som kunne spille mp3-cd-er, til leiligheten, (ble det til ihvertfall), den første tiden, i Sunderland).

Så gikk jeg først inn på kjøkkenet/lounge-en, (som vanlig), da.

(Siden jeg også hadde kjøpt mat, da.

Som jeg skulle legge inn i kjøleskapet liksom, da).

Og da, så gikk Federica, (som var i det lounge/kjøkken-rommet, da jeg dukket opp der), og gjemte seg, (må man vel si), inne på badet, (som var et rom som liksom var forbudt for guttene da, som jeg vel har skrevet om, i et tidligere kapittel).

Og da skjønte jeg ikke hva det gikk av Federica, (husker jeg).

(Og det skjønner jeg vel fortsatt ikke.

For å være ærlig.

For hu lukket ikke badedøra etter seg, (eller noe sånt).

Hu bare stod inne på badet, da.

Og det virka nesten som at hu gikk og gjemte seg der, da.

Noe sånt).

Så sånn var det.

Bare noe jeg tenkte på.

Men men.

Det var fortsatt mye mer som hendte, den tida som jeg bodde, i Sunderland.

Og dette tenkte jeg at jeg skulle prøve å få skrevet mer om, i de neste kapitlene, av Min Bok 6.

Så vi får se om jeg klarer å få til det.

Vi får se.

PS.

Grunnen til at jeg kjøpte en liten CD-spiller, (som også kunne spille mp3-cd-er da), til lounge-en, liksom.

(Siden jeg jo hadde ganske mye penger, i Sunderland, i begynnelsen.

For jeg hadde jo jobba på Rimi Langhus, hele sommeren).

Istedet for å kjøpe en TV.

(Som Brusk seinere kjøpte, til nabo-leiligheten.

Da han fikk studielånet sitt, i november/desember, vel).

Det var fordi at det hang sånne skriv, på veggen, (var det vel), i lounge-en.

Om at man måtte ha britisk TV-lisens, for å ha TV der, da.

Og jeg hadde vært en del i England, (på språkreiser og ferier), tidligere.

Men jeg hadde aldri hatt engelsk TV-lisens liksom, da.

Så det ble for mye stress, (med TV), liksom.

For det var liksom som at universitetet nesten klikka, bare de hørte ordet 'TV', da.

(Noe sånt).

Siden de hadde hengt opp sånne 'TV-lisens-skriv' der, da.

Så sånn var det.

Bare noe jeg tenkte på.

Men men.

Og det var vel for å prate om musikk, (tror jeg).

At jeg kjøpte den CD-spilleren, da.

For å liksom spille musikk-samlingen min, (som jeg hadde med meg, til Sunderland), for mine 'flat-mates', da.

Og også for å høre på deres musikk, da.

(For vi satt ganske mye i lounge-en, i tida før vi fikk kjøpt oss wifi-kort, og ordnet med internett-konto, på universitetets trådløse nettverk, da).

Og den CD-spilleren, (som jeg kjøpte på Dixons vel),  den vel også billigere enn en TV, (hvis jeg husker det riktig, ihvertfall).

Så sånn var det.

Bare noe jeg tenkte på.

Men men.

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