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.

I was so livid that people would act like that around children, and they both had young kids with them.

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!!

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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 😯

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

There’s a pub just along the road from me, that was a bit run down and scruffy, then the brewery spent £160k on it, and turned the restaurant, such as it was, into a carvery.
Business shot up, and it’s become the go-to place for good food for families. Never a hint of trouble there, and the food and drink are excellent.
Carveries aren’t all rubbish.

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 😀

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

we thought it was all very

but in reality it was more

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…

🙂