- Sat Jul 12, 2008 11:56 am
#350448
This is Smeato in the Guardian in Sep 2007:
"So I go outside and have a wee ciggie. When I'm finished I get up to go back inside, but then I think: "Go on, John, have another one - you're not gonna get one for hours again." I have about two or three draws when I suddenly hear this strange noise: a sort of screeching, like a braking car. I don't think much of it, but then there is a lot of commotion, a big bang. I think: What the hell is that all about? There is a Dutch family, shouting. I look around to my left, and I see a four by four that is on fire.
A guy comes out of the passenger side and walks towards the rear of the vehicle - a police officer comes running across towards him. Then the guy from the car just punches the police officer in the face. That's it, I think, you're not doing that, mate. I start shouting at the guy: "* come on then!" When he doesn't stop attacking the police officer, I run towards him and try to kick him as hard as I possibly can.
Meanwhile Michael Kerr [a holidaymaker], who ran up at the same time, is lying on the ground with his leg broke and missing his teeth. So me and a woman drag him away from the burning vehicle. I wasn't trying to be a hero and nothing - I was just trying to help people.
Afterwards I want to walk home to the train station, but there's a press pack, and they grab me. The adrenaline is buzzing."