fighting with knives

what to say about people who fight or stab others with chives,

now on this subject i have personal knowledge having been cut across the arm and chest with a stanly knife on a certain occastion about fifteen years a go could be twenty and still bearing the scars from this shamossel as my father woud rokka ,

and this is how the pogga started,

as i sat eating my monjari up the traila about seven olclock in the winter about october time the exact date eludes me ,

i heard a knock on the door it then opend to reveal my brother inlaw sporting the biggest fat lip you have ever seen in your life

plus a doea cola yokes or black eyes to you ,and i hear the words i been here before so i no whats coming next would you belive it just as i was about to put my fork in me dinner ,will you come with me 5 cousins have set about me outside the white horse,so i put down the plate and say to my wife put this in the oven i be back later ? so we no how this is going to go he gets his brother and the three of us set out to right the wrong,we get into the car the inside is coverd is fire extingisher foam back and front .a liberty has been took we drive down the road not to far about a mile and start looking in the pubs me first why i dont no i dident particularly want to fight but hay ho here we go ,first pub no joy as you walk in every one looks ,they all no whats happend they all no about the cumback its happening ,second pub still no joy third pub the white horse and yes we have struck ths jackpot? i walk in again why i still dont no ,but i say the words they all ready no what they are but i say them the same ?come out side one on one lets get it done three of us three of them,so it begines out come two one of the their team goes out the back .we shape up and it starts ,we were going to have a bare knuckle strait up one on one ,one i now know as ?no no names i will continue he comes at me chucks a right cross a left and a right ,as the last right comes over

i catch him a proper pogger right on the botton of the moeiy chin to you,bang he is down i step back rub me chest feels funy so does under my arm,call there self travellers borlow juck ,mad dog to you ?had cut me he had a red craft knife in his

hand he had broken it in half and placed it between his first and second fingers he had cought me on the last punch before i put him out,any way i had a five inch

cut under my right arm and another slice across my right chest LOVERLY .

as this now continues the big old chavvie who whent out the back while all this was going on came over the fence with a 12 bore shot gun,and with the words yeah you no um right you fuck or ill let you have his words not mine ,

foot note to this bit of the story i had stood next to this travalin fella out side fishpools in enfield a year later he dident even no me i only came up to his chest

but when the blood is up them mothers lips could be ten foot tall because we aint afraid to step to ill tell you heart as big as a house, its been a long time so more will come back

and the second part of this fight starts afresh

now as we fighting what we dident no was that our farthers had follwed us down to the shamozzal without us knowing and as he said the words ????? off i heard a voice and it said stand your ground son these jucks will fake you as you turn

both our dads had come ,so we had thought well they got yoggas jell chavvie

or as you would say .lets go quick,but once we herd our farthers no one could go any were we had to stay and fight ,there is no difference between the chinese and us you just cannot lose face you gotta fight ,so it continued

now as this started again my brother in laws brother who is 6ft7in tall walked foward and to be fare if that trotter because thats what the boys did had pulled the trigger i would not be doing this ,and you no the old saying if you pull a gun

if you havent got the bollocks to pull the trigger you are going to get shoved right up you,well he got close enough to to push the barrels to one side ,he still haddent pulled the trigger .now we new he haddent the bottle the two brother are now trying to get the gun ,i on the other hand feeling a bit like king kong having dropped the boy named b???? i bet you thought i was going to tell their name

silly wont do that?

i turned to face what i could see was a travalin fella about 6ft6in ,foot note to this i

an only 5ft7in in me shoes 50in chest but short even my boy calls me little man

mind you he is 6ft,any way we starts shaping up and i thought to myself i dont no were to start here i had to get in close because he had arms ten foot long,that the trouble being a short arse by the way out side the pub were we are fighting its all rose trees just to make life a bit harder any way i go in try to work but you no some times it just not your day and out of left field came a cracker of a left hook wich i never saw street light behind him and im in the rose bushes and it hurts

.the next thing i hear is my dad saying you let him get up first at least my father

stoped him kicking me to pices while i was down i dare say i may have had a few more lumps that night ,so we are one for one iv had one and so have they we will call the boys the trotting boys for now .the pogga continues with the gun pushed to one side the oldest brother makes a grab for the other fella stil trying to keep hold of the barrel and the fella thats got the gun twisting round back around moving this way that way us trying to keep out of the shot end ,i thougt to myself this is not going to end well ,we are only ten minuets into this people all out from the other pubs all lined up ,how long dont know time slowed down i can only see the gun dont know if its loaded they are now on the floor in the rose bushes fuck me ,stand back the trigger the trigger ///// nothing two biguns still poggarin each other only them for the minuet dad get back uncle j.... get back get out of the shot range curly heded chavvie runs in takes a kick misses it starts again up now spinning with the gun ,all thought of the cuts gone blood pounding ,AGAIN COME AGAIN COME ON YOU WANT MORE THE WORD LOUDER NOW ,the other team on the back foot going back lets gel gavvas gavvas ,no come on come it stopes just as suddenly as it starts,THE WORDS ARE YOU ALL RIGHT

yes dad yes yes s...... are you all right j........ are you all right yes i think so ,think is a funny word no he is not he neede 30 stiches down the left side of his face

me scares i carry to this day ,that night will stay forever ,but not just for me or mine,About two weeks later i get a visit now that the word has gone out the next day more cars more cars more men fellas that can pogga for we are but babys to these men these boys dont give a fuck ,plans made vengance to come as if by magic the others must have got wind ,travellers talk see,a fella called t,,,,,,,,, comes to see me we had buiness together he new us and them ,this is the conversation,he drove in the yard comes to the vardo hello e,,,,,,,,,, how are hell brother how your family the wife kids he says all right e,,,,,,,, you ok yes mate what can i do for you,well i have come on behalf of the boys ,oh yes what do they want to do ,do we go again with no yoggas guns to you.well look the mingrys have been dickin akai ,havin a look round to you,and they feel if you are willin to leave it at that we can all live in peace,well i says i will pass that on and if all are in agree ment we can call atruce ,but i tell him they are shit houses for the yoggas .guns to you.yes i agree , i say they new he was tatravalin boy how would they like one of there little brothers poggad like a juke .i will give you my decition when i have talked with my family ,i will let you know at the end off the day.

SO AS YOU MAY HAVE GUESSED IM NOT VERY HAPPY TO DAY THAT WILL CHANGE WHAT I CANNOT IS THE WAY I HAVE BEEN LOOKED APON FOR 45 YEARS STILL I HAVE GOT PLENTY OF TEARS