There can be nothing more dangerous than an acting licensing inspector, a piece of powerful legislation, and a man with a hand up the front of a girl`s jumper.
Or so it seemed on the night the acting police inspector wanted to close down Leicester Zanzibar.
The acting inspector clearly wanted to make a name for himself. Shining uniform, power polished boots and a piece of career building legislation tucked away in his pristine pockets. This was going to be easier than progressing through traffic and CCTV training.
Look out Leicester.
The legislation in his pocket related to a Closure Order. Lasting for up to 24 hours and sometimes beyond, and related to disorder, disorder about to take place, public safety and public nuisance from noise
So suitable armed he marched into Zanzibar with the enthusiasm of a 1950s nit nurse. And he was absolutely stunned to see one male jump on another`s back. Then some people dancing silly, some empty bottles on the floor and…………. a man with his hand up up the front of a girl`s jumper.
Look out Leicester here comes the closure order.
The manager was warned that the premises was about to be closed, all that was required was the agreement of a second inspector. After all, turning more than a thousand people out into the street needed planning, support and a lot of police officers. Not to mention the paperwork.
Eventually the second inspector arrived. Less of a shine on his boots, but a smile and a greeting for customers and management alike. “What`s going on?” he asked, which brought shiny boots into full flow “Horseplay”, “Bottles on the floor”, “acts of a sexual nature”, (although he could be on dodgy ground here – she could have had an itch!).
“This is Leicester on a Saturday night,” grinned the second inspector. “What do you expect?”
Shiny boots was not best pleased.
And so the debate between shiny boots and old boots began, as the latter refused to sign the order.
The debate continued out of the Zanzibar front door and along towards the bus station, rather like Fagin and Dodger at the end of the film Oliver.
Of course Zanzibar remained open –
And the search began for the girl with the friendly jumper.
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