On 7 September 2007, Constable Anthony Monk of the British Transport Police and his accomplice sidekick whom I only know as PC Cammack intercepted me at Victoria Station to take my details down and subsequently unlawfully seize my guitar.
With the benevolence of a friend, I had a new guitar within the next 2 days, and with the benevolence of another friend I acquired a web page with the details of the Police & Criminal Evidence Act 1984 Chapter 60 Section 19 - General power of seizure. Copy & paste the following link and see for yourself:
http://www.webtribe.net/~shg/Pace%2019_23.htm
As you can see it clearly states that police only have the power of seizure if they have reasonable grounds for believing that it is necessary to seize an item in order to prevent it being concealed, lost, damaged, altered or destroyed. As I was not trying to conceal, lose, damage alter or destroy my guitar during the police intercepting me, they clearly broke the law.
As well as this they lied on their witness statement to the court about which song I sang, lied saying that they introduced themselves by name and number to me, and lied that i received money as I went round in an attempt to collect it. The truth is I was ignored by everyone in the carraige, except one woman who interrupted me to give me a small donation upon leaving the train at Sloane Square prior to my collection time.
I Urgently need people to give me legal advice, come and attend the hearing with me as journalists and even help with any financial support if that's not too much to ask. I would like this to be as high profile as possible despite the fact that if i'm successful I run the risk of future victimisation from the BTP. Feel free to phone me on 07754 777858.
Thank you.
Niall.
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What song did you sing
04.02.2007 16:15
musicguy
Deep Purple - Somebody Stole My Guitar
04.02.2007 20:39
bout the old silver miner
name of hard rock Pete
had his house built on a slope
They say one of his legs
lived in Calico
Ther's a rumour going round
that the other lived in hope
So I walked in the room
and I stopped
I turned around
and looked over my shoulder
And a voice close beside me said
You'd better watch your head
the party's over
It wasn't long before
the waitress came over and said
Can I freshen up your drink
and have you heard of these boys
and if you feel included
to buy some cowboy boots
Well it's not that bad
we can talk above the noise
So I sucked on my beer
Shut my eyes
and tried to listen to the words
I know I missed the meaning
but the message
was something I'd already heard
Johnny Ringo's voice
is getting deeper
not a fan