Stupid fascists.

That is not you, dear reader. It is the subjects in this pic.

They were all at a BNP demonstration somewhere in Leicester, in the late 1980’s. I was working as a snapper for the Leicester Mercury, and had been sent to cover their meeting. That was quite a hairy job, in lots of ways. The back half of the hall was full of anti-Nazis (Yeah!), whilst the front was full of the BNP members.

I think the fascists managed to scrape together about 6 brain cells between them, apart that is from John Tyndall,their leader, who unfortunately was quite intelligent, and who managed to stir the morons up into a right frenzy.

Ten minutes after this, it all kicked off…chairs came flying over from the back, coppers started piling in..When the police were distracted, Tyndall slid up to me like the snake he was and elbowed me as hard as he could in the bollocks, making sure no one else saw, the sneaky git.

I don’t mind saying that it bloody hurt.

He didn’t like having his picture taken. I don’t blame him..he was an ugly sod, with an uglier soul. I had a Metz hammerhead flashgun on my Nikon F3 at the time, the photographic equivalent of a steel girder with electronics, (mmmmm…cameras….), and I SO wanted to smack that outfit back into his poisonous frame. I didn’t ‘cos I would have lost my job, and I liked it…Instead I decided to make them look like the morons they are by getting pics like this one in the ‘paper..