Philomena's Irish Sports Bar & Kitchen, 40 Great Queen St, London & Rugby World Cup fans.

Philomena's Irish Sports Bar & Kitchen, 40 Great Queen St, London.

These two decided to grunt and sneer at a stranger along the street.

On Sunday evening, 20 Sept, I was walking on a street a short distance from Philomenas’ Irish Sports Bar & Kitchen when two people, a male and female (pictured right), started to ridicule and sneer at me. The diminutive and somewhat obese female began the harassment by staring directly at me and grunting. It was the kind of sound a pig rooting in muck would make and no doubt whatsoever she was using this guttural expression as a sign of contempt towards me (she stared right at me and there was only the three of us in the area).

They didn’t like their picture being taken.

Her male partner then played his part by pulling on a huge sneer and also staring aggressively at me. It was as if they had an innate need to sneer at and ridicule someone and felt that it could be whomever they pleased.

I was gobsmacked to say the least but yet I knew from the Irish rugby shirts both were wearing that this type of behaviour was to be expected. Subsequently I approached both and informed them that insulting and harassing strangers in dark and deserted streets was the pursuit of fools. The female’s response was to stare with a mixture of blankness and surprise while the male, in his best authoritative tone, began to incessantly repeat “walk away”.

I really can’t figure out if he was telling me, his partner or himself to “walk away” but he repeated it ad nauseum. I suspect he meant it more for himself than for me or his girlfriend; perhaps in the recesses of his dim mind was remembrance of advice from a parent or guardian to walk away from trouble.

I quickly took a couple of photographs, and to this he objected loudly and aggressively. He ordered the female to turn away while hurling insults at me. Of course, when thugs are after acting like complete fools it’s not nice to have the recipient of their abuse suddenly turn round and take their pictures.

It’s not far from the dumbest thing possible to needlessly insult and abuse a complete stranger on a darkened and deserted street. While my taking their pictures caused them annoyance perhaps they’ll learn something from the experience, maybe my actions might save them from a worst fate in the future. It’s possible they just might learn to mind their own business and keep their mouths shut when out and about in a city of 8.3 million people.

This young Irish couple seemed the worst for alcohol and had probably been drinking heavily with cronies in nearby Philomena’s Irish Sports Bar. I passed this pub soon after my encounter with the young thugs and the pavement outside was packed with loud mouthed and extremely noisy patrons.

The following video clip gives some indication of the extreme noise levels and amount of alcohol consumed. There’s a number of other pubs and restaurants on this end of Queen St and the noise from Philomena’s customers polluted right up to the front of a few of them.

While the fans loudly caroused the Prince of Wales’
exterior was without customers.

Across the street from Philomena’s it wasn’t surprising to see all the seats and tables in front of the Prince of Wales vacant. Even right in front of this neighbouring premises the noise from Philomena’s clientele was irritatingly annoying. If, on this abnormally warm Autumn evening, you wanted a quiet drink with your partner a table outside the Prince of Wales probably wouldn’t suffice.

And this second clip shows a group of people who might well have frequented Philomena’s bar at some time or other. They are obviously rugby fans and were celebrating Ireland’s win over Romania; albeit I hope no licenced premises kept serving them alcohol until they reached this state of inebriation. The obviously find it funny to act like jack asses and make nuisances of themselves, although, I doubt the busker enjoyed his encounter with them.

 

It’s quite disgusting the way they harass and bully this musician who is plying his trade in Piccadilly Square; he was quite annoyed when this gang of drunken Irish louts drove away those who might enjoy his music or make his night worthwhile with a payment of money.

What’s rather unsettling about this drunken harassment is the way the Irish female seemingly encourages her compatriot’s abusive conduct. She very delightedly records them on her phone while grinning like a Cheshire cat; there’s nothing a group of drunken oafs would relish more than to have an obsequitous female egging them on.

I’ll be hoping Ireland very soon crashes out of the world cup because the disgusting antics and abusive drunken conduct of the fans and louts will be probably too much to endure if they continue in it.

Danny Maher & Staff, Ashford Place, Cricklewood, London (Cricklewood Homeless Concern).

I’d be fearful about the number of vulnerable people this brat might be abusing and bullying.

Some people are so shameless it’s decidedly hard to figure out what exactly drives them. Danny Maher, the Irish manager of Ashford Place, is one of those whose conduct is beyond comprehension. The charity that this Irish man manages is supposedly focused on dealing with homelessness in north west London. But considering the vile and disgusting staff to be found working in his premises one can only believe that Maher doesn’t give a monkey’s toss about homeless or vulnerable people.

Ashford Place employee, incompetence doesn’t even begin to describe her.

If you enter this place in search of help or advice the first person you’ll probably meet will be one of the most disgusting and vilest people you’ve ever encountered (pictured above and right). This female is, like Maher, Irish and has very obvious mental health problems; at the very least she could be described as having special needs. I have no compunction whatsoever in stating that this person has mental health issues; her mental unstableness is so obvious that a psychiatrist couldn’t do anything other than diagnose her as being psychotic.  

I made enquiry here a while back and was met with severe abuse from this mentally unstable idiot; and as if perversion from one piece of ingrate trash wasn’t enough I also had aggression from two other females around the same time (both of whom were also Irish).

I contacted Maher about this trio’s disgusting conduct and assumed he would have taken steps to ensure it didn’t happen again. But a short time ago two different people informed me that the mentally unstable bitch was still on reception and still as vile as ever.

Disbelieving that Maher would still have this insane fishwife in front of house dealing with customers I called in to see for myself. And lo and behold there she was with her vile spud head and sarcasm and abuse on the tip of her tongue.

This Irish lady believes herself to have God like authority.

I approached and requested to take a photo and she delightedly complied. After taking the photo I reminded her that I had met her before and that she had been unbelievably derisive. And when the idiot realised I wasn’t intending to use the photo for her glorification she instantly became aggressive and abusive. Her spud face got even redder and she started stabbing her finger into the countertop while demanding I give her my name. She didn’t simply ask me my name or what I wanted the photo for; instead she shouted: ‘you took a photograph of me, I want to know your name, tell me your name’.

I was in no humour to give this insane ingrate my name and when she realised her violence and aggression wasn’t going to work in her favour she sarcastically spat the word ‘goodbye’ to me. I’ve seen idiots and mental retards use the word ‘goodbye’ before in an attempt to turn a losing situation into a winning one. For themselves at least it gives the impression that it’s them who is in control; that it’s them who had control of the situation all along. 

A clip from Ashford Place’s website claims they are ‘assertive’. I can vouch for the fact that they’re certainly assertive when dishing out abuse and sarcasm.

A far more serious side to Maher’s and his employee’s disgusting conduct is the high number of young people who are leaving the UK to go and join the Islamic State (IS) fanatics in Iraq and Syria. A lot of people are trying to figure out what it is that’s causing thousands of young people to leave the stability of the UK and join a savage regime such as IS has established.

What you have to bear in mind about Ashford Place is that when a young person of Middle Eastern or North African provenance goes there looking for help or advice about homelessness and instead gets abuse and sarcasm from an Irish buffoon he or she might not put it down to Irishness and a stupid way of doing things. Instead they might very well view it as a kick in the teeth from English society and the British establishment.

And to a certain extent the Irish abuse that’s being dished out in Cricklewood’s Ashford Place is a kick in the teeth from England and the British authorities. The people who run the London Borough of Brent have a duty of care towards its citizens and should know about the vileness and incompetence that this so-called charity stinks of; and should do something about it.

And in case the Brent authorities, for some unfathomable reason, don’t know I’ll duly inform them. Then hopefully the disgusting failure that is Ashford Place and its management will be sorted out.

As an afterthought I’ll mention the arson attack on Ashford Place’s premises on 11 February 2014. Extensive damage was caused when somebody broke in and set fire to the building. In relation to this attack Mr Maher said: ‘we have no idea why someone would do this deliberately’. Whatever the culprit’s reason for this crime I’m quite sure it wouldn’t have enticed him to desist from committing it if beforehand he or she had suffered abuse from a trio of buffoons in the same building.

J. Murphy & Sons Ltd, Hiview House, Highgate Rd, London – regarding work at King’s Cross station.

It was quite disgusting to see a Murphy’s labourer sneering at a vulnerable lady (picture for illustrative purposes only).  

One morning at about 07:30am in the latter half of August I witnessed a Murphy’s employee ridiculing and sneering at a mentally fragile lady just outside King’s Cross station.

This lady who has obvious mental health problems can occasionally be seen around King’s Cross station asking people for money. Some of those she asked would give her some change while others fobbed her off but either way there was no harm done or distress caused.

On this particular morning she was moving from person to person making requests for money and as she passed by the Irish labourer he started to mimic her in a theatrical and loud manner. She hadn’t asked him for money (who’d be dumb enough to ask a Guinness loving Irish labourer for money?) or, as far as I could see, said anything to him; it seemed that he just wanted to impress his colleagues and bystanders with his wit.

He sneeringly danced back and forth around her affecting that he was afraid of her and this quite obviously caused her upset. And then he looked around searchingly at others as if expecting a round of applause and cheering. Though he didn’t get any claps or cheers from those who had seen his antics; instead he was given a few cutting looks and he subsequently slunk off.

I suppose the constant sight of professionals going about their business at King’s Cross station made this uneducated Irish labourer feel inadequate. And to redress this perceived problem he cowardly pounced on someone he believed to be lower on the social spectrum than he. All in all the actions of an ignoramus.