[Tealeaf]

One saturday, about eleven years ago, I helping out a mate of mine in his (London) West End pub. England were playing in a Euro match and the place was pretty crowded. In walked Nick Griffiths and a dozen of his cohorts from the BNP and they then proceeded to liven up the proceedings. None of us particularly fancied a bun fight that afternoon so we called the cops to evict. Grffiths remonstrated to no avail, and I have never seen him since.

However, I later found out that they had previoudsly been across the road, visiting the "historian" David Irving, and one of the BNP mob nicked a bust of Hitler which had been in Irving's flat but which had previously had pride of place on Herman Goering's mantlepiece.