This is the first time, this has ever happened, and I pray it doesn't happen again.
had 2 shows this weekend. One was in Grantown on spey and Rothes. One was booked at 730pm, but halfway on my travels to Grantown, I received a phone call from one of the males who planned the party, for his mate who was getting married. I got there obviously a bit before, but I usually do, so I chilled for half an hour. I drove next to the hotel by 8pm. One the friends came up to my car, and told me if I could wait longer, because he was hiding, someone had told him the surprise. I didn't mind, but I did mention, I had to arrive in Rothes by 10pm.
he surprise didn't start until 845pm, so I done the best I could. They booked me for an hour but I had to leave by 930, preferable before. I left the hotel at 820pm. The male who spoke to me at the start paid the money, his friends looked disappointed I had to leave and I was asked if I could return after Rothes. The friend, don't know name, I'll call him Sensible, (understand later on) paid the money.
he main problem was, I forgot to charge my new phone battery. I received a new phone of the company because I broke my old one. I actually text both customers at 8pm, that my mobile may go dead, but I will meet outside at the place where booked at the appropriate time. So I said to Sensible, I will pop in on the way back. I felt bad they paid for a whole hour, and I only gave them just passed half an hour. The show in Rothes was sound as a pound, no problem, and I bought the shirt from the guy who booked me for £20. The reason probably they all behaved, may be some of the wives was present. I left Rothes and drove back to Grantown.
arrived outside the hotel in Grantown at 11pm, and saw Mr Sensible. He was glad I returned, and he told me the room was actually booked for 12 to 1230. We started again at 1245, about 10 guys were there, the others had sensibly went home before. Now out of the 10 guys, 5 was nearly drunk, 3 was drunk but merry with it, and 2 were drunk who wasn't, the 2 who weren't one wore a grey jumper and I found out at the end of the night the other one was his cousin. (That explains it) I will say 2, because the stag guy was drunk not merry, but chilled later on.
rted the show again, and Mr Sensible asked me to pick the Black guy. I will call him African, because I don't know what they prefer. Mr Sensible told me, the stag guy hit him with a bottle. I sort of freaked, 
did he do that for??
nsible said that he had drunk too much. I put him on the floor and sat on him, and saw the cut on his head.
that should have been my first warning, but a promise is a promise. The 2 guys who were over pissed, one I think was in the pub and one wasn't. Five minutes into the show, grey jacket man kept trying to touch. Every time I was with one other guy he kept touching, jumping on me, trying to sit on my face. He wouldn't leave me alone. This guy was the most drunk out of them all, and he was F******** pain in the F****** *********. (Get my point). He just kept on, whilst sitting on one guy, the tried to put his finger somewhere. I lost it, you see, I need to take lessons on how to deal with men who is too drunk to listen, and become a pain. Not often I blew,
you F**** off?.
d to Mr Sensible,
e doesn't behave I am stopping?.
d sign to stop the show, but I did not think it was fair, considering the rest was sensible, brilliant no problem.
ll the others tried to tell him to sit on the seat and just watch and have fun. But would, would he heck. The African guy was trying to tell him to stop touching me, and Mr Sensible tried to pull him up on the seat.
f a sudden, he jumped on me. I shouldn't have done this, but I did. I* lifted my left up, lucky I didn't have my high heel shoes up, and I kicked his face with my heel of my foot. He wasn't amused.  Mr Sensible grabbed him, sat on him, and asked me to carry on. I got the youngest guy, and you could see he was started to escape. This younger guy and me were sitting on the floor, and he tried again to put his finger somewhere. I grabbed his finger, twisted it and nearly broke it.
ill didn't take the hint he just carried on.
d sign for me to have stopped?.
o make matters work, Mr Grey jacket man cousin, started being a pain also. Mr Cousin tried to touch, and he kept slapping me on behind. I can't stand being slapped on my behind. It makes me feel cheap and tarty.
ed him to stop but he wouldn't, then Mr Grey carried on trying.
sitting on the Stag guy who done the bottle incident.
id to me, he felt bad about hitting Mr Africa with a bottle. He told me he doesn't usually drink because if he takes more than what he should he becomes violent. He said, that he couldn't take anymore. Think Mr Stag guy was sobering up a bit and realised his actions, and he apologised for his mate's behaviour. I suppose that is responsible of him to stop when he realised he was getting violent, shame he didn't think of that before, but I suppose better late than never.
nsible, Mr African, Mr Long hair and few others was trying to control him.
t sitting on Mr Sensible, I heard,
outside and say that to me?.
ked, Mr Africa was trying to get Mr Cousin out the door. I grabbed him and tried to calm things down. I got Mr Africa on the seat, and Mr Cousin was standing there, and you can see he was that drunk and looking for an argument. He stood there starring at him, and I have seen that face many times in my years, that he was looking for trouble.
usin called Mr Africa, ?A black bastard?.
d to Mr Cousin, you better apologise, because I knew there would be trouble.
ld tell that wasn't on his mind, so I told him,
is suppose to be all friends, you can apologise when you get sober?.
stood right in the middle of both Mr Africa and Mr Cousin, I knew they couldn't fight whilst I was in the middle. Mr Sensible tried to calm things. I decided to sit on Mr Africa and take his mind off.
nk something else was said again because he got up and shouted at Mr Cousin. I again stood in the middle, then all of a sudden I saw a fist fly right over to hit Mr Africa, the fist hit him twice, and guess who's it was. Mr Grey's fist went to punch him twice. Oh, God, a fight broke out.
w looking at Mr Grey and Mr Africa, Mr Grey had no chance whatsoever. Mr Sensible said I better leave, I said,
not going to leave you all in this mess?.
had to and I have done it before, I have done it a dogs who has jumped on Moss. If the others guys were struggling or there was no one else, I would have just jumped right in the middle, done it before with an ex. I knew Mr Africa wouldn't hit me, and if someone did, it wouldn't have looked good for him.
nsible said,
right the guys will grab them?.
ooking at the picture, none could get Mr Africa off Mr Grey. His shirt got ripped off but finally they got him off and as far as I was aware everything stopped.
o, do you think Mr Grey admitted he was going to loose the battle, and accept it like a man, course not.
were about 4 guys holding each one. Mr Africa did not start any of the fights inside. Mr Grey was big enough to start a fight, but not big enough to admit defeat. What a mess!
rica was let go, and he stood next to the door, apologising and just about to go. They let Mr Grey off, and guess what happened. He started fighting again.
F*** sake?.
Sensible jumped on Mr Grey and held him down, and Mr Africa left the building.
lly freaked out. I am still upset, still crying.
a mess?.
ey's face was pouring of blood. I rushed to the bar people and asked for a cloth. I gave it to Mr Sensible, to try and stop the bleeding.
n if he just accepted he lost the one fight, it would not have ended up worse. Mr Africa was alright he left the pub whilst Mr Sensible held him down.
l personally, Mr Africa knew he would have won hands down, could he not have punched him once, or just held him down.
not like the mess of Mr Grey's face. It's upsetting and I just can't stop crying about it. It's the worse that has ever happened in all my shows.
veryone was having good time, but as in all shows, you always get one dick, maybe two at the most.
an't males especially just have fun, drink and be merry?
ge, because it's so different if I get attacked, you would think Mrs Psycho let loose. Maybe I just got 2 separate personalities. I don't like seeing others fighting, don't like seeing other blood and I don't agree with fighting myself. I always believe prevention is better than cure.
hat wasn't the end of it. I thought Mr Sensible still had him in the room. I collected my stuff and got out the pub. Have a guess who started fighting again.
* hell?. I couldn't just walk off. Mr Sensible told me to leave, but I wouldn't.
rica and friend were walking across, and I knew if I left it would have started again and again. I was the only one drunk, so I said to Mr Sensible,
ered to take some home, to calm everything down. Mr Sensible asked if I would take Mr Africa and friends home, it was on my way back to Fort William.
oblem, except they started arguing in the car. I sorted it out, because the guy was blaming Mr Africa who wasn't there. They finally sorted all out, and I dropped them off and headed home.
ng hair calmed it down. I kept checking dogs in car was okay, Mr Long hair was looking after them, he told me they were fine. He has a dog himself.
wanted to make sure Mr Sensible got home okay, and I don't know how Mr Grey is.
't drink, but somehow this morning I had a hangover. Got home at 3am and I was so upset.
't like seeing men fighting. It looks horrible.
are all supposed to be friends.
't a show for a group of guys in Laggan. They were from London and one of them was an African guy. They all got drunk, but there was no fighting no uneasy atmosphere, everyone was friendly and buddies with everyone. But it might have something to do with the mentality, the Laggan group was, Solicitors, Doctors, Bankers, ...... oh and a policeman.
at is what they do with their friends, I dread to think what they do with their enemies.
ou know if I was government, which is my plan in life. My Rules. 
. Everyone who has a right to be in UK has an ID card.
nce we cannot handle alcohol sensibly, I would find out which ages cause the most trouble, if in 20's. You can only buy alcohol if you are over 30, and if you buy alcohol you need to chip your Id in a machine where it checks. That is in pubs, off sales, a supermarket etc.
anyone sells alcohol illegally they get whipped/canned in the middle of the high street, as I believe anyone with dangerous weapons should get canned also.
anyone has cause trouble from 30 plus, they Id card is marked, and they are not allowed to take any alcohol until 5 years later on in their 40's.
l public houses should sell all wines, in all percentage. I never seem to be able to buy wine in 3% volume, (think it's called). Why do they only sell alcohol in high volumes?
some ages only allowed too drink alcohol in no higher volume than 5.
n my opinion if you can't behave responsible and behave like adults with alcohol, I would not give you the right to be treated as an adult.
oday, the picture of all the blood from that guys face is still freaking me out. I don't mind my own, in fact I don't feel sorry for humans, but I think it might just be the fright of all the blood dripping.
't stop crying about it.
left right at the start, would this have got this bad? I wish I could get the picture out of my head, but I can't, and I am off again.
imes I wish I could drink, I could do with a few to calm my nerves.
ast that leave a few jobs off my agenda. Ambulance person, fire brigade, working in a pub, working in a hospital.
reer is getting thinner every day.
o finish the story off. The most annoying part of the whole situation: I have a scar on my face, don't know how I got it, I must have scrapped it or something similar. I bloody keep picking the scar, sorry, not very hygienic,  but I do. I have made it worse. What does my friend Sandy say to me last week?
stop picking it?. Geeh!!! Why didn't I think of that myself. Just when I get bored I start. I finally for the last 3 days, stopped.
is probably like stop smoking, mind controlling, the amount of pressure. I have stop picking and it looked as if it was healing, bit of a relief bit of pressure relief.
morning I looked in the mirror, it must have got scrapped somewhere along the line of last night, and it's become a fresh cut again. Here we go again
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