1 year ago I had a 15 year old throw a stone through my window. I went to his house to speak to his parents but they were not in. I questioned him and when he tried to close the door on me I stopped him from doing so. I then walked away to wait for the police to arrive, who I had phoned before going to his house.
10 minutes later, the police arrived. Not for the stone through the window but because I had questioned the youth. I ended up with a caution for section 5 public order. 2 weeks later after the Trinidad & Tabago match with England, my house was attacked with beer cans and stones by around 15 youths. I gave chase and came across them all sat on a wall, there was nothing I could do, 15 against 1 and all of them minors. I phoned the police as they had threatened to return. 15 minutes, no police, 30 minutes, no police. My wife called them again, they said they were very busy and if she wanted to complain then look under P in the phone book. 45 minutes still no police. 55 minutes later 2 big blokes kick in my front door, 1 of them was the father of the lad I got cautioned for. All I could do was grab the phone and leg it out the back. I felt so bad as I had left my wife and kids, however it turned out to be the right choice as they only wanted me.
Now all of this started because 4 weeks earlier I had gone to the "stone throwing" youths house because his 9 year old brother had told my step son to f**k off back to Scotland. So because I had got his younger brother into trouble, he threw the stone and because I had gone to his house to confront him, we then got attacked in our own house.
Absolute racist scum!! What did the police do?? Absolutely naff all. Did not even speak to any of the youths involved and I named 2 of them.
We had to move from our house immediatley and stay at my parents for 2 weeks whilst we found a house in Scotland.
These 13- 15 year olds were allowed to get away with their actions. What sort of adults are they going to become?? Well just look at the parents.
1 Year on and I am still full of resenment and such anger and hatred for these people. I did manage to get a bit of revenge. I visited my parent about 3 months after and headed back to Scotland at 3 am. I went to their house and stoned their front door for them. Some satisfaction but nowhere near what I would like to do to each and every one of them.
Sorry for the rant but it feels good to air it sometimes. On a final note my family are happier than they have been in ages. After spending 4 years in Plymouth having to defend their nationality.