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In another thread I mentioned bouncers, this lead me to remembering the Cavendish in Blackburn.

To get in you would enter a lift then walk a windowed passage to be able to enter the club. Near to the lift along this corridor were the toilets.

I had just taken advantage of these facilities and was walking back along the passage where to my right, was a young lady that had opened one of the windows and I thought was being sick out of it, I went over to see if she was O.K. (it turns out she was just shouting down to her friend below) a few pleasantries later and I was about to re-enter the concert room when one of the largest bouncers I had ever seen grabbed me by the scruff of the neck!

'Your coming with me', he snarled, 'I'll not have you harassing the women'.

Even with the girl actually by my side and telling him there hadn't been a problem he was frogmarching me along the corridor, (he obviously hadn't thrown his quota of people down the emergency stairs and I was to be his next victim).

Just as we got to the stairs my brother-in-law came out of the toilet and could see what was going on and came up behind the bouncer, as I have said the bouncer was massive my b-i-l however was a quiet spoken, gentle giant of an Irishman one of the nicest people you could ever meet, he made the bouncer seem like a dwarf.
'Well now Less, are you having a bit of a problem'?
The bouncer was about to tell him to go away in short jerky movements when he glanced over his shoulder to see Paddy, (yes that really was his name) towering over him, the bouncer literally shrivelled before my eyes, 'no Paddy, I don't think I am anymore, thank's'.
The bouncer actually brushed me down and straightened my tie before wishing us a 'good evening' and making a sharp exit down the stairs almost falling as he ran. we went back to enjoying the company of our wives and beer.