I can only ralate in my limited experienc to one head of the posts above. There was a pub in East Mosley with a dodgy reputation. Dutifully, my crewmate and I ran on the call to be greeted by one of the most surreal images I can recall. On entering the pub we were met by a guy, whom I can only describe as a 'man mountain,' whilst carefully laid out in the recovery position was a young looking lout. But no problems this was strictly speaking a 'collapse' call. In reality, the guy who met us had a reputation when younger as a bit of a pugilist. The young man barely awake on the bench was one of three assailants determined to take his fisticuff crown from him. The first thug he hit was neatly laid out on the bench for transport. The secon lout struck lost several teeth and escaped out of the door with a third, who screamed loudly and proclaimed an unfair fight. What to do? No blue serge is 'turning out' for the call so it's me and my mate. Answer. Take the little scrote to hospital, and blame his fall on too much drink. Thank the 'tank' for not beating us to death, but congratualate him on his first aid, and bugger off. What do you think? I would not turn up, despite my liberal values in this day and age for a kicking, courtesy of the yobs. PS: What is someone, with ongoing medical problems doing in a wheelchair, out for the night with children at home? When young I used to make formula, not music! I dare say I will get a verbal 'kick in the teeth,' and so be it. But please these are our guardians your talking about, and not a disaffected thug with a dog fixation. Note: This is not a reference to the deceased, but to a very unpleasent social model.