Show No Fear: A Bouncer's Diary by Bill Carson Read Free Book Online

evening I collected the knife from the office and went to the police station to talk to someone in authority, to see if I could get someone to make sense of the situation. I spoke to the Sargent on duty, his attitude was completely different, he thanked me for taking the knife off the guy and assured me that when the guy turns up to collect it he will be arrested for carrying an offensive weapon. I suppose we got the right result in the end.
    Another incident involved three skinheads who decided to throw their weight around. Basically they began to have a go at some Asian fella and his wife, now this fella was as wide as he was tall and his wife’s language would have put Bernard Manning to shame, nice couple. The Asian fella starts to lose his temper, shouting and screaming at the skinheads and they are doing the same back to him and his wife is giving them a good volley of verbal as well, and I am in the middle. I manage to calm the Asian bloke down a bit and escort him and his wife to the front doors. The skinheads are trying to cause more trouble and start shouting some more abuse; we get the couple outside where the two other lads deal with them. Pete and I go in to find the three skinheads laughing at the thought that they had gotten the Asian fella thrown out. I go to what seemed to be the ringleader and ask him to put his drink down and leave. He laughs and tells me to fuck off. As soon as he says that my right hand is on his throat and my left hand grabs his right hand, which is still holding a pint glass. There was no point in trying to appeal to their good nature they had deliberately come here to cause trouble and no amount of good intentioned talking was going to make any difference.
Once you have made the decision to eject someone you have got to go in hard and be totally committed, a half-hearted effort will only give your adversary the opportunity to counter attack and then you will be on the receiving end. If you go in 50% committed you will probably get 100% battered. I start to push him backward towards the front doors, halfway there he struggles and digs his heels in and we come to a halt. A knee strike to his stomach gets him going backwards again, I manoeuvre him over to the doors and his mate tries to attack me with a broken beer glass. Pete grapples with him and then his other mate comes from the other side to attack me. I switch my grip from this fella’s throat to a headlock and at the same time I get his mate in the same hold so basically I now have both of them in headlocks. I manage to get them outside and throw them out onto the pavement. Pete gets the other one out and the ringleader is thrown to the ground, he sat on the floor and started to rant and rave about how he is going to come back and sort us out. What he actually said was that he would be coming back to-
“Stick a big fucking knife through your head.” Quote un quote, pointing at me whilst he said it.
Joyce has a discreet word with me later on and says well done for dealing with those guys. If at any time you wanted to take someone down into the cellar to give them a good hiding feel free to do so, to look at her you would think butter wouldn’t melt…I liked Joyce.
The Asian fella and his wife turn up at around closing time; they are both very drunk and very loud. And they start to have a heated argument just outside the entrance to the club; the fella grabs his wife by the lapel and raises his fist. It doesn’t look as if this is the first time that they have had this type of altercation, she then smashes a beer bottle on the railings and threatens him with it promising that if he doesn’t back off he will be sorry. Joyce was watching what was happening and says that she wants these two barred.

 
    Two weeks on now…

Pete offers to go and get the drinks from next door, and leaves his position up on the little stage area next to the D J, which was incidentally the best place to scrutinize the crumpet from. I am now alone on