Living opposite a pub that was well liked by the local Hells Angel community was often amusing
Not only were they locals at the pub, some of the Angels had bought a house a few doors down from the pub. Raucous parties were often held there, drinking and shouting till the early hours and the like

Well, being a nipper, I always found their antics highly amusing - watching them from my bedroom window, gather en masse outside the pub, comparing bikes, revving engines etc. Until one night, a rival gang (so the papers said) took it upon themselves to fire bomb the Angel's house next door to the pub.

Nee naw, nee naw, all the sirens woke me up late one night, and looking out my window I saw a congregation of fire engines dousing this 4 story, burning house, while motorbikes were being frantically moved out of harms way.

Anyway, to cut a long story short, the whole tale was in the following weeks local paper along with reports that, a few days after the fire, the local bobbies had taken a shufty through the burnt remains of the cellar of the house, to collect evidence. And they'd found a human scalp. Yep, a human frickin' scalp.

In case of any HA reading, I saw, and told, nuffink. Nuffink.
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