[Closed] So, when was the last time you witnessed a fight at a 'family' restaurant....

We took our daughter for an Indian meal in January for her Birthday.

6:30pm on a Tuesday night in January and the couple that came in after us had some choice words for each other. It ended when they both left at the same time holding hands after hew called her a dog and a c**t!

Really strange as it's a small quiet town in Staffordshire and I didn't think we had that sort near us!!

It was in an Irish pub. Statistically, it had to happen. I can't stay out of them. 🙂

didn't you vid it on your mobile phone loddy?

I must admit that I have never witnessed anything like that.

About ten years ago as the night detective I went to a job that kicked off at a 21st birthday party in a private function room at a pub. There were the usual granny's and grandads and kids aged around 5 or 6 dancing round while the men went at it with swords and machetes. It was total carnage and the birthday boy spent about two weeks in intensive care but there were no complaints from any of the injured parties.

PQP

We were at a family Christmas event in our local village 2years ago. Crowded with families and kids with santa on his sleigh and reindeer, sweet singing choir, candy floss. You get the idea. All of a sudden and with absolutely no build up or warning two blokes both of whom had partners and kids with then just started smashing seven shades out of each other. Kids screaming, claret everywhere. Disgraceful. I went wading in to break it up and as I stepped in another dad who was next to me backed me up. We managed to get them apart but in the entire exchange which took place right next to me and my wife, son, sister, nephew etc I don't think they actually said a single word to each other. It really was one of the most bizarre things. I was bloody livid. Apparently they had previous with each other but this was a family event. If you can't keep your temper under control in those circumstances you shouldn't be going out in public. Arseholes.

carvery

What do you expect? Hellish places

About ten years ago as the night detective I went to a job...

Ha ha ha ha ha... 😀

+10 I'm with Houns on this one

a local carvery

Isn't a fight usually included in the service?

Not in a restaurant but at the local summer fete 2 mums screaming at each other about who is most upmarket.

I didn't hear it all, but I heard " well that's how we talk around here, if you don't like it * off back to where you * ing came from "

One then walked away whilst still screaming at the other. The local firemen where letting kids in the fire engine and they realised what was happening and switched the siren on 😀

That soon shut them up.

We went to a wedding a few years ago it was a distant friend of mrs rockets and we were only there to make up the numbers but there was definitely tension in the air even during the ceremony. Anyway we moved on to the reception which was held in a kind of greenhouse with plants and a swimming pool but it had a bar and a restaurant as well. Things seemed to be going well enough when all of a sudden it started kicking off and there were plants and people in the pool and people fighting and shouting 'come on then'

At a wedding reception

Anyway someone called the police and they waded in and made some arrests

We kept well out of it and helped ourselves to the food and drink

Oi mildred, I resemble that remark. 🙂
I seem to recall I locked up too!

Irish travellers fighting at Izumi in Brentwood.
Quite exciting at first, then one of them smacked a woman, some well meaning old chap (not from their group) stepped in and got clocked. Luckily Police turned up at that point and the old fella was okay. Livened up an otherwise dull evening TBH.

So the wife and I took the kids to a local carvery, packed full of families enjoying a relaxing meal. Next thing, at the far side of the restaurant, two women started raising their voices, this escalated to screaming at one another where every other word was a swear word. This then escalated to nose to nose, this escalated to standing nose to nose, by this point kids are crying, then partners get involved, then it kicks off and tables get knocked over left right and centre as the women are really getting stuck in to each other.

Sorry about that, the ex wife and new g/f got a bit anoyed with each other, but we are all freinds now, loads of drink and the ex mises tranqualisers helped 😯

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Blimey, I've led a sheltered life! Seriously???

My cousin married a horrible thug of a man, he started on my other cousin at his own wedding.... My other cousins brother (so also my cousin) is a very serious rugby type, saw what was happening, tackled him into the wall, and knocked him out clean.... Shame really as no one speaks to each other any more.

2 mums screaming at each other about who is most upmarket.

Had to read that more than once. Ironing, anyone?

Houns - Member
carvery
What do you expect? Hellish places

Carveries aren't all rubbish.

Agreed. Plus I love a roast dinner, as do the kids.

Mmmmm..... carvery...

Rather shamefacedly I have to admit to being the perpetrator of a carvery fracas.. 😳

When we were in our teens, our little gang of about 10 or so feral reprobates (I use the term reprobates very generously, we were mostly degenerates and animals if I'm honest) used to enjoy the juxtaposition of our foul mouthed, worse smelling, maniacal troupe dining out regularly..

One lunchtime we all rocked up at the local carvery a few miles outside of town, all rather worse for wear, foaming at the mouth and eyeballs rolling..
Our token female member's grubby bare feet were frowned upon, but not as much as an overheard throwaway comment about the carvery owner's legendary breast enhancements..
This was the excuse the staff needed to refuse our custom, but we had already paid and some in our group had started eating so an awkward stand off ensued..
Tensions escalated, tempers flared, pints were spilled and dinners were launched
Police were called and arrived ridiculously mob handed (as was oft the case for our little clan's indiscretions) and we were escorted away.. (one member of our group took the beef joint hidden up their jumper)

Very embarrassing looking back, and I didn't return for over 15 years..
Mrs Yunki and I took the kids there the other evening and I still cringed even though the place has changed hands many times since 😳

Worked as a wine waiter in a Stakis hotel in Glasgow when I was a student. Mainly doing weddings and corporate events. Saw a fair few scuffles. Most memorable was at a wedding where it culminated in someone throwing a heavy glass ashtray at someone from the other family. Missed him, but instead hit an ornate six foot mirror, destroying it and showering people in broken glass. Amazing that no one was seriously injured!

Nutwell Lodge?!

the very same 😳

We may well have old associates in common 😳

It's quite possible.. small town, electic mix, we may even have crossed paths ourselves p'raps..

name and shame 😀

[quote=yunki said]Rather shamefacedly I have to admit to being the perpetrator of a carvery fracas..
When we were in our teens, our little gang of about 10 or so feral reprobates (I use the term reprobates very generously, we were mostly degenerates and animals if I'm honest) used to enjoy the juxtaposition of our foul mouthed, worse smelling, maniacal troupe dining out regularly..

A lowlife Bullingdon Club, like it 🙂

Tear ups were all to common in the valleys at weddings, get engaged at 16 married at 18 , usually some drunken disagreement between extended families.

Was in a curry house in Newport on a cold January Tuesday night and a mob of lads tried to break in. That was fascinating and frightening in equal measures.

A lowlife Bullingdon Club, like it

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We used to get a fight every time we went to our local tapas restaurant.

The dad worked in the kitchen with his son front of house, it would invariably start with short phrases snapped in Spanish that would get linger and louder as the evening progressed.

After a particularly long outburst the son would always come over red faced and say everything was fine and mutter something about family. It was ace.

I was once stitting in a cafe in London, trying to discuss a rather delicate situation with a fe colleagues, this genlteman and his wife dined nearby. The problem was his woif would not shut up, one of my friends asked him to shut her up, but it seemd to have no effect. This was the mistake, the diner clearly knew my friend, but this seemed to make no difference. The friend walked over and confronted the diner asking for an explanation as to why he was unable to control his wife, at which point she started spouting about how she shoul not be spoken to in this manner. This was one step too far., so my friend took the diners head and smashed it repeatedly onto the table. She started screaming, but i think they both got the general idea. Unfortunately, at this tage we had to leave as the owner had called the old bill.

We're off out for Sunday lunch in a bit. We're getting into character. I've going to wear a pair of white Reebok Classic, and a Stone Island jumper, ensuring a fight is almost inevitable. and mrs Binners is going to don some leggings a couple if sizes too small for her, and is practicing shouting "LEAVE IT DARREN!!! EES NOT WORTH IT!!!!" 🙂

at this tage we had to leave as the owner had called the old bill

Did he do that by catching the waiters eye then miming signing a piece of paper? 🙂

So the wife and I took the kids to a local carvery

Hope you decided what everyone was eating... 😉

Hope you decided what everyone was eating...

🙂

Years ago I went to a Hunt Ball, yup I know. So the evening went jolly well and all had a super time, come the end of the evening and an old mate started asking where his G/f was, TBH I'd not seen her in a few hours (it was dark and I was bladdered and the G/f was asleep on my shoulder) He stumbled upon her with her knickers in the air playing 3day eventing with. Chap from the local village, ohhhh how we laughed when matey boy took a swing at village boy to be met by a crop and a left hooker from his Mrs... It trotted down hill from there until the Huntmaster locked one in one horse box and the other in another..
Such fun 😆

Never witnessed such excitement TBH (but then I'd never eat in a carvery). However, my father did one do jury service where the defendant was accused of GBH from a fight at a wedding reception.

I used to live within 500 meters of a Toby carvery where one night, after many beers, two friends had an argument, one stabbed the other in the neck & killed him. Toby [i]carvery[/i], hmm, no thanks.

... also... 100 meters away from where we used to live a cocaine dealer wearing a bullet proof vest was executed in a hail of bullets (& one direct to the head @ 2") as he got out of a taxi in a car park, the spray of bullets hit nearby houses.

We now live in the Shires.

Great thread!
My fave: [i]one member of our group took the beef joint hidden up their jumper[/i] 😆

My ex is from a big oirish family, they used to get into bust ups at every family get together, but none that I went to 🙁 Her uncle stabbed his wife at an early one.

Surprised by the amount of snootiness regarding carveries. Cant have fine dining every time we eat out...

Plus, don't know where you people live but the ones round by me aren't 'chavvy' in the slightest.

[i]Surprised by the amount of snootiness regarding carveries[/i]

I know you're not new here... 😉

Not at a restaurant but was driving into the back of Swinley in the summer to park by the big church in Bagshot just as a big wedding was spilling out. Glorious summer afternoon, everyone looking smartly dressed and enjoying sharing the happy couple's day...

I had to over take a long line of parked cars (mainly wedding guests), it was clear when I pulled out but halfway along a car appeared around the corner and had to back up 20 yards for me - I had already done about 200yds and had 2 cars behind me with no gaps to pull in so had to keep going. I had the window down as I pulled past the chap, all dressed rather smartly, but clearly slightly put out. I said cheers and sorry but I had nowhere to go etc, at which point he launched in a full on sweary rant about how he legally had right of way. I very politely told him to use some common sense and f right off. Last I saw of him he was out of his car and running up the road chasing me on foot screaming his beetroot coloured head off.

I suspect there would have been a fight at that reception later!! 😳

We don't have anything as posh as a carvery around here - the food-related fights tend to be like the one at the end of our road when one young man allegedly urinated in another young man's beer bottle, both called their dads who turned up with samurai swords, and it went downhill from there.

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Shitfun? ^^^^

The comment about the violent wedding reminded me of Les Dogs by the The Comic Strip. Classic wedding based violence. Well worth looking up.

Disneyland Paris of all places...In one of the restaurants in the park where you are supposed to buy your food THEN sit down. Table next to us was taken by some frenchies who hadnt bought their food yet...a couple with trays full of food came wandering over and asks them to vacate the table as they hadn't bought their food yet... they refuse...man with tray starts ranting and raving and hits the woman sat down...I would normally let the frenchies finish off their liitle scrap, but he hit a woman.... so i did the decent thing and shouted louder than all of them and restrained the bloke util he had calmed down...my good deed for the day....

Many moons ago when I first left college I was a manager for Pizza Hut and helped open up a new one in Tilehurst, Reading!

On average I would say there was at least 1 fight and/or a mugging of one of our delivery drivers every weekend. Most of the fights involved 2 of the local nutters going at it hammer and tongs over their family having offended, slept with or generally disrespected someone they shouldn't have done in the others family!

Thankfully I moved branches before i witnessed any one getting stabbed or shot but it was only a matter of time.

The cafe across the road from me when I lived in Brum had a baseball bat and a pickaxe handle mounted on the wall like crossbones behind the till. One day they got used when some customers got uppity and the police made them get rid of them. So the did.

And replaced them with a pair of gigantic ornamental carved hardwood salad tossers. About the size and weight of a baseball bat and a pickaxe handle.

Witnessed a huge fight in an Indian Restaurant a few years ago.
One fella ended up in a korma.

loddrik - Member
Surprised by the amount of snootiness regarding carveries. Cant have fine dining every time we eat out...

Plus, don't know where you people live but the ones round by me aren't 'chavvy' in the slightest.

equally surprised!

come on then, tell us locals which one it was????

Many moons ago when I first left college I was a manager for Pizza Hut and helped open up a new one in Tilehurst, Reading!

After losing at a football tournament very badly myself and the rest of the defence retired to the pub and then Pizza Hut West Swindon for more lager. I was naked runner number three and managed a full lap of the restaurant, the police stopped number four at the till. Luckily for us the WPC saw the funny side of our shrivelled undercarriages and the bemused customers and let us off after paying the bill with a generous tip (sic).

[i]Disneyland Paris of all places..[/i]

Whaddayamean "of all places"..?? If I've been anywhere in my life that made me want to KILL SOMEONE it's that bloody place. Torture, utter torture.

I'm just surprised by the number of people who seem to eat out all the time.

went here once Barn Hotel Ruislip [url= http://www.thebarnhotel.co.uk/dining ]here[/url]

their posh restaurant, like £90 a head job...

There was a large family gathering, gradually it all started to kick off between two brothers, there was a comment about the ones wife and a BJ, it all went a little crazy from there. It was their mothers Birthday meal, she was about 80, and ended up in tears, they all ended up outside pushing and shoving and then it seemed to pass, but we left then anyway, no fisticuff's but well out of order considering where it was!!

I'm just surprised by the number of people who seem to eat out all the time.

I was once stitting in a cafe in London, trying to discuss a rather delicate situation with a fe colleagues, this genlteman and his wife dined nearby. The problem was his woif would not shut up, one of my friends asked him to shut her up, but it seemd to have no effect. This was the mistake, the diner clearly knew my friend, but this seemed to make no difference. The friend walked over and confronted the diner asking for an explanation as to why he was unable to control his wife, at which point she started spouting about how she shoul not be spoken to in this manner. This was one step too far., so my friend took the diners head and smashed it repeatedly onto the table. She started screaming, but i think they both got the general idea. Unfortunately, at this tage we had to leave as the owner had called the old bill.

That sounds vaguely familiar for some reason 😉

equally surprised!
come on then, tell us locals which one it was????

The Brittania. Though the Halfway House is my local.