Born to Fight--The True Story of Richy 'Crazy Horse' Horsley by Richy Horsley

Author:Richy Horsley [Richy Horsley and Stephen Richards]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781782192565
Publisher: John Blake Publishing
Published: 2012-12-14T05:00:00+00:00

The kids were my life and I loved them to bits. I wanted everything to be as normal as possible for them. We had birthday parties for them both where we’d invite their school friends and relatives. My mother would always have a big spread on for them: sandwiches, cakes, pop, crisps, jelly, ice cream, a birthday cake with candles on, and there’d always be games like ‘Pass the Parcel’ and ‘Musical Chairs’. For the adults, there would be plenty of lager. We had some great times. An old friend of my mam’s called Mary always called in with sweets for the kids and our dog Cassie was always licking the salt from her feet.

Life couldn’t have been better but, as sod’s law would have it, things started to get bad. I had a feeling that Gail was being unfaithful and it was just a matter of time before we split up, but it was going to kill me to lose the kids, so I kept my mouth shut for their sakes. They were doing well in school and had a happy home – I didn’t want any unrest for them. But at the same time I didn’t want to be played a fool. There’s an old saying that I’m sure most of you will be familiar with: What’s good for the goose is good for the gander. Well, I too could play that game, and it wasn’t long before I started seeing a young lass who came into the pub, a bonnie girl called Angie who was only 18. Another time I went back to a lass’s house when her boyfriend was out. I think her name was Jackie. I knocked on the door and within ten minutes we were in bed. She called me ‘Merlin’ because she said I was a wizard underneath the sheets. All of a sudden, Jackie said, ‘Stop, I can hear a noise.’ The boyfriend had returned and was only stood on the stairs listening to us. Talk about getting caught red-handed, I was caught red-ended! I could hear him trudge back downstairs and go into the living room. I think the only reason he never came in the bedroom was because I’d left my coat in the front room and he had a look at the size of it and thought, He’s a big cunt. I put my clothes on and went downstairs. The boyfriend said, ‘All right, Richy.’ I sheepishly and undiplomatically said, ‘All right, Johnny, I didn’t know she was your bird or I wouldn’t have or fucked her.’ That didn’t go down too well. I put my coat on and left. I didn’t know his full name, I only knew him as Johnny and I’d never seen him for years. I saw her a few days later walking down Church Street with two black eyes.

I was wanted elsewhere, so I worked in loads of different pubs. I worked the roughest bars in town, all the trouble spots. On Bank Holidays I would be guaranteed at least three fights.

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