malcolm-price

You know, the Lord said to Adam: __ome forth, come forth,_ and he came fifth and won the fucking apple, do you know what I mean. If you can walk away, walk away but it__ hard to do

At that time, there was only one thing better that a good fight, and that was having a good fight and getting paid for it.

Most of the pubs had barred Des, but he came in to the Tiger bar and he points to me and says, __nd you, out! I want you by the back of the car park._ So I obliged him and proceeded to kick the poor cunt all around the car park, he ended up in hospital for a week! Eventually, when he came out of hospital he said that I was the best thing that had happened to him, I__ cured him!

These near death escapades didn__ put me off working in violent situations. If trouble happened then I couldn__ stop to think of what might happen. There were some good people about and my job was to protect them from trouble, I couldn__ let past experiences put me off.

He caught me neat, right on the fucking face and I took one step back and thought, you__e not getting away with that you bastard! I was punching the piss out of him, he kept going down, but I didn__ kick him, he__ had enough. I didn__ put the boot in to a man older than myself. But this confrontation was out of the blue, out of the fucking blue. That__ what I had to face.

Dicing with death is one man__ cup of tea, but another man__ poison. I just didn__ fear anything.

One lesson I learned from all of this, and that was a hard one, for all of the good I did people, it was never remembered. I was the one doing jail, not them. Apart from a small circle of close loyal friends, I was and am on my own.

Although I had committed just about every sort of assault imaginable on people and even the odd one or two against the police, I still had and still do have respect for the old school policeman.

Someone once asked me if I knew the feeling of fear. Oh, I knew fear. Well, really speaking I never feared any fucker at that time; I__e got to be honest. But I knew fear, the fear of losing! There was never any fear of combat! My father instilled that fear in to me and that was what drove me on to win _ the fear of what was to come after you went home saying you__ lost!

There__ no respect for older people at all today, and that__ saddening. Look at the way crime against older people has risen! You know, there__ no calling people __r_ or __rs_ now, they just call you, and it__ all __uck off_ and the likes of.