Irish Travellers have turned up and taken over the upper end of Stroud Green. Officially the Stapleton and Brave Sir Robin are closed- the former is letting regulars in through the back door and the Brave is having a 'private party' to which I was cordially invited when the big fella recognised me. All the shops are being forbidden from selling booze, and there are police everywhere. The pizza place is rammed with their revelry. Not entirely sure they're being treated fairly as they seem harmless enough at this point, but there's clearly a lot of anxiety.
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I was eating in Seasons and a couple of big traveller lads came in asking if they had anything on draft
I'm not racist about Irish people, it would be weird if I was given the Irish grandparents, but not a huge fan of Travellers. Mostly because of the way they disrespect the communities they invade. Some have illegally parked up on land near my mum in Essex, they have been there three days and the place already looks like Glastonbury the day after the festival.
Even the Nickleby was closed! A small group of them were drinking on the pavement of Ossian road of all places when I headed home. It was rather festive.
Was it a big group up at Brave Sir Robin? Was the only issue that they had some tins with them?
The chap on the door was the guy who used to work in the Stapleton - he told my BF that they'd all rocked up with their own drinks, and when he informed them they couldn't drink their own cans the males turned really aggressive. It sounds like they brought it upon themselves - heritage aside, there's no excuse for bad behaviour. Lets face it - Stroud Green establishments are pretty chilled and I'm sure if they'd behaved themselves there would have been no issue. It's not like the bar staff would have enjoyed confronting big burley males - I saw them walking past around 8ish and the guys were certainly intimidating looking.
In regard to identifying them as Irish Travellers, perhaps the chaps might not have been quite as obvious but the females were carbon copies of the ladies on "My Big Fat Gypsy Wedding", and together with an Irish accent I don't think it's unfair to have made the connection. My thoughts were that they may have been at a funeral in the locality.
The men seemed fine, except when they were asked to stop breaking the premises' licence by bringing in booze from outside, at which point they were fairly forthright in their accusations of racism and other non-sequiturs.
Eventually the police moved in (loads and loads of them) and everyone scattered, mostly back down the road. Some went up towards Crouch End, and it was a subset of these who I later encountered on Ossian.
ASAP please.