problem is with living in a small town,its more likely you will occasionally bump into people now and again whereas at least in a huge city,if you had trouble on a night out the chances of seeing the same tossers again are less likely.
my biggest fear id that a certain Steve.L.(oldest of 5 nutter brothers from a nearby estate aged from 18-27)is getting out of prison in 2009.he went to jail for headbutting my dad to the ground one sunday afternoon bout 3years ago(while dad was out shopping with mum.)
me having 2 brothers aged 20 and 22 aint bad but when up against some loony twats like this its better to call the police.
anyway my dad pressed charges and followed the case through coz so many other victims always dropped the charges due to the brothers' reputation.
anyway as they initially arrested him he tried to fight back so in addition was also done for:assaulting an officer,drug possesion,and finally intent to supply(as there was shitloads stashed at his council flat.)
anyway they managed to charge him with these 4 different crimes in the end and gave him 4 years minimum.
hopefully he comes out a changed man but i doubt it.
if steve does come looking for us,my youngest bro has been going up the gym like 3years now,my other bro is still the craziest of us three and me,well i belong to a hate cult and have got some training in the form of moshing haha.
prior to steve nutting my dad he had stopped my middle bro who was out on his new moped,threw him off it,joyrode it,them smashed it up.for absolutely no reason other than bein a complete spur of the moment cunt.
my brother was annoyed but couldnt fight back or rely on us(as 3 vs 5 is useless especially when theyre crazy)
anyway Steve.L's car was mysteriously set alight/burnt out a few nights later,hmmmmm,wonder who did that.
a few week later i was with a mate waiting for 3rd mate at end of my road when Steve.L came along with 2mates and headlocked us and demanded our wallets and phones.he didnt even realise he was tryna mug the brother of the kid he threw off a moped a few weeks back.anyway i bit his arm then legged it home and told my dad.
my dad walked us to the local shitty little nightclub and sure enough Steve.L and the lads were loitering outside there(obviously banned) and they decided to still mouth us.my dad approachid him and flashed a tent/rubber style hammer from inside his coat and said "say that again mate".steve shat himself and backed down.my dad said "if you go near any of my 3boys again you will get this wrapped round you".
big mistake.
over the weeks Steve L always seemed to be in certain parts of town.first few times hed say "alright mate" to my dad.and eventually after realising my dad is just a man in his late 40s and going grey at the sides,steve started getting mouthier again.
when my uncle(dads 6ft 5 bro)was down we went for a stroll down town and sure enough there was steve.he shouted something from over the road and we all walked towards him and he backed down.
to cut a long story short,being the druggie that he is,one afternoon he ran up to my dad who was carrying bags of shopping home with mum,tapped him on the shoulder and then as dad turned round he was nutted to the ground.
dad came home with severe swelling to the mouth and cheek.he was on the verge of tears and this is when we realised they need locking up.
first time i ever saw Steve was in favourite chicken and he started some stupid rap/mcing about how he could cut people up etc etc.i was so close to laughing as i though it was a pisshead being silly but my mate said come on rik lets wait outside till our foods ready.we got out and i said "why are you scared of that prick,i was close to shoving him out of our way"my mate replied thats Nick.L's older brother.then i realised why we were safer outside.
now onto Nick.L (the next one down). he wasnt really a problem towards me at school(he was the year above and joined in year 10)
basicly the L family were kicked out of wherever they lived before and rehoused in horley(cheers council)so a few of them joined the school and started causing hassle as soon as they could.
anyway when we left school i read the local paper one day and my best mate had been stopped down gatwick alley and had his phone/wallet taken off him at knifepoint by nick.
my mate got him sent down for 3years.when he got out he behaved but tried to get his brothers to get revenge for my mate being a grass/ putting him inside.(fuckin dickhead put himself inside by mugging someone)
anyway there was various confrontations over the years with them and my mate but nothing ever happened.a few weeks after realising who Steve was(from the fave chicken nite).he started getting the same bus as me to work.
i went up to him and said "cant you just leave dean(mate who was mugged)alone"he said "who the fuck are you"grabbed my airport id and read my name and said "now youre my enemy too" i bricked it and never got the bus on a wednesday ever again.
anyway this led to him recognising me when trrying to mug me and the L brothers eventually worked out that we are a family of dad/3 sons aka the Marleys.
now with the oldest one in jail and Nick L,pretty much behaving 2 of the younger ones(matt and paul) tried to uphold their pathetic rep/legacy.thing is at school my middle bro was the hardest by year 10 and they clearly knew he could beat them.they were 1 year above each of my brothers during school so now there was shit going on with the younger lot.plenty of threatening phonecalls and rhumours going on etc but my middle bro couldnt care less as he could deck them if it came to that.
instead it took a few months of the court lodge kids(the scum lot) and the riverside lads(me/my bros mates)having plenty of little run ins and fights,broken jaws,doorstep beatings etc.
anyway one firework night the top loon from riverside(where my murdering old mate also lives)ened up bottling Paul.L as revenge for the firework night a year before when they all beat my bros mate to a pulp.(he ran back to ours and dear old mummy patched him up)
anyway after hearing of this the supposedly good behaving Nick L then went to my bros mates work and ran in the kitchen one afternoon with a bat(to get my bros mate for bottling his younger bro).my bros mate had his selection of cutlery and equipped himself too.they argued until the boss told Nick L to leave and my bros mate ran out the back for the rest of evening off so to speak.
eventually bottled Paul.L decided to ring the police on my bros mate(i thought you werent supposed grass and "handle it yourself etc etc")
my bros mate got 2years but was let out after 4months after the L familys background had been researched a little better haha.
if anything my bros mate deserved a medal for bottling one of them.
the L.family were eventually evicted(again) from horley,except Steve L(as he lived with his chav bird and 2 mong kids)
the youngest of the lot of them we never had trouble with as he was that bit younger and was doing his own thing so we never even saw him/barely remember him.
just when i thought wed heard the last of them,i read the local paper(a few months back)and nick and paul.L were at it again in crawley(a nearby larger town).they had been "cautioned" for pulling 10 inch kitchen knives("in self defence" on some lad who was part of a group who had previously kicked nick/paul shitless a week before at a local park.basically i bet nick and paul were tryna build a rep in crawley and a tougher buch of lads werent having it and gave em a taste of their own medicine so to speak.
nick claimed "i was protecting my younger brother". how is protecting waiting outside a shop to target of the lads from the other group "protection?"
luckily a shop owner saw em loitering and called the police and the police got there quick enough to stop any potential incident.
also i cant believe these do gooders who just give dangerous twats like this just a caution/fine etc.
its the people who let them off who are to blame for the re-offending and sometimes tragic incidents.
anyway this is possibly my largest ever post.hope you enjoyed my ghetto fabulous memoirs.
THE END.
p.s.you can see why i much prefer staying in playing rpg's and only going out to london for my nights out these days in the form of lovely gigs
its been so much more peaceful these last few years.
