Today, a slice of real life. The Wife-Beater Has Returned.
Underneath me lives P. with her daughter E. P. is 29 years old and a single mum. About a month after I moved here, I heard some noise downstairs. It sounded as if someone or some furniture was knocked about. Quite loud, and a lot of shouting and banging. I realised that there was some domestic abuse going on. The second time I heard it I called the police.
Then there was nothing for a long time. Some time last year, the guy (he’s called Ian) moved out. I heard he had gone to prison, for beating up P. or something related. This guy was dodgy and never talked to anyone. We secretly called him the Wife-Beater. Piece of scum.
Anyhow, yesterday I couldn’t believe my eyes. When we were coming back from our day out, I caught a glimpse of some man and P. outside her flat. I said to my BF ‘Is that the Wife-Beater?’ I sincerely hoped it was not. P. is very attractive and friendly, and her daughter is the same. They really don’t need the wife-beater in their life. At all. Piece of scum.
He now has a dog. Some brutish dog, similar to a Pitbull. Just half an hour ago I heard him knocking at P.’s door and it was clear she didn’t want to open it (there are cracks in the door where he’s tried to kick it in last time she didn’t let him in). He was knocking for ages until she eventually opened the door. A short while later she send out her daughter to a friend and I heard the two of them laughing in the street. Then, about 15 minutes ago, I the wife-beater shouting: ‘I’M FUCKING WARNING YOU!!!!’ And a minute or so later, he started knocking her about, and I heard her scream. PIECE OF SCUM.
I got quite upset and went to see my neighbour who was just about to take his kids somewhere. He’d heard it too and we considered what to do next. He said he’d be back in 20 minutes and I could come over if I hear any more. I said I’d call the police if I hear anything else. The thing is, it’s just ‘a domestic’. There’s probably nothing much the police can do about it. However, if I call them every time the SCUM beats her up, then eventually they’ll have to do something. He must have some former conviction for this kind of stuff. I daren’t knock at their door as I don’t want to embarrass her. Is it wise to get involved in a domestic conflict? I don’t know.
Years ago, I witnessed a girl beat up her boyfriend at a party. Literally beat him up. My cousin and I took the boy and snatched him, taking him away in our car. This was before mobile phones so he was totally out of her reach. He stayed over at my place (spare room) and the next day he phoned her from my landline, and she came and picked him up. It didn’t change anything in the end, but at least we were able to give him the opportunity to get away from the abuse for the night. All the rest was up to him. You can lead a horse to water but you can’t make it drink.
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