In 1987, Bev & I went with some friends to The Batley Frontier, I was drinking soft drinks as I was to drive one of our friends to the airport at 6 am, doug (our next door neighbour) bought a bottle of wine (?65) at about 11.45pm, just as he poured some wine into the glasses one of the bouncers came over and said, "right time to leave" the club was open till 2 am, we had bought tickets to see the act (village people :blush: ) so we asked why we were being asked to leave as we weren't being rowdy or annoying anyone. the bouncer got nasty saying "If you don't leave you will be removed" Bev asked him to get the manager, at this point several other bouncers came to our table and the gobby bouncer grabbed hold of Bev's hair and yanked her out of her seat, I jumped up and got him in a bear hug and dragged him backwards he let go of Bev and we both fell backwards.
I looked up to see a fist heading towards my face so I turned my head and the fist hit the floor. I got up to see Bev being thumped in the stomach as she was being carried out of the club, by the time I had got to the door Bev had been thrown to the floor and my friends were stood round trying to reason with the bouncers, I left the club and asked a taxi driver (Asian) to contact the police he refused so I ran into a burger bar and phoned from there, when I got back to where Bev & my friends were the Bouncers grabbed me and threw me to the ground and began kicking me,
a police van came into the carpark, and stopped about six inches from my head. the bouncers then ran into the club.
I spoke to the sergeant in charge and told him I wanted the names of all the bouncers he said "well go in and ask them" I asked him to go in with me to see that there would be no trouble, when inside I picked out the one that had assaulted Bev and got his name also the owner who had joined in.
when we got outside I asked the sergeant his name he asked why I wanted to know I told him "because you saw what was happening when you arrived" his answer "I didn't see anything" so I asked him "you mean you didn't see the bouncers laying into me when I was on the floor?" he said "no I didn't see anything"
he said to me my advice is you all go home, we were in my friends Car but I was the driver so we got into the car and went home Bev & I then went to Batley hospital and had our injuries photographed.
The next day I went to Batley police station to lodge a complaint, a week later a police inspector turned up at our house to investigate and he told us that the sergeant had put in his report that we were all drunk and being abusive, so I asked "if I was drunk why did the sergeant let me drive home?
the inspector said "Maybe he thought it was the best way of dealing with the situation" I was gobsmacked the inspector said that in the sergeants report he had checked us for injuries and there were no marks or cuts so I showed him the photo's from the hospital (which were time & date stamped)
I asked the Inspector "what's the next step now" he said "my advice to you is to just drop it as nothing will come of it and you could be bound over.
This is just one of several dealings I have had with the Police that have severely dented any confidence I ever had in them resolving situations.
I have several friends who are police officers and they are really great people and I know that the Police have a difficult job to do, and I know that there are some good, honest, decent police officers, and they get sick of dealing with drunken nightclubbers every weekend, but they should still treat every case as an individual event and not stereotype.