The 60 something year old man looking like he'd stepped out of a 'East London gang' film set answered in a gravelly East End accent."Armed robbery..."His face looked like it had known a fight or two. Nose broken and re-broken, scars above his eyebrow
"Listen chaps don't be like me, I wasted too much time in Wandsworth prison". The four lads who we weren't letting into youth club mood changed from agitated anger to rapt attention to a drunken, trilby wearing hoodlum of yesteryear. Eyes wide one of the lads asked "what for...?"
The 60 something year old man looking like he'd stepped out of a 'East London gang' film set answered in a gravelly East End accent.
There has been a fall out since the shooting incident at a neighbouring youth club (here). The club has closed down and we are left with making sure the self same violence doesn't spill into our youth club as new young people want to come to our club. So we have to make tough decisions in that we only allow a certain number of new members on a night. The four lads weren't coming in but it seemed that they had an advocate.
I'm glad the 'ol geezer' came by because he gave us something most unlikely to share with angry young men who weren't coming into club - laughter!