Second Violent Eviction of Bradford Squat

It was Evening in the squat and I was watching an episode of "Have I got News For You" recorded before the millenium. Tom had just had trouble with the police on Claremont as the Landlord had come back to find him on there when it had been evicted. He came into the room I was in in saying

"the Landlords outside! What should I do?"

Naturally, neither me nor Andy believed him, but it turned out that he was telling the truth, as their was an Asian gentleman Standing outside the back door. We had previously decided that if the Landlord did come round we would let him in, after the disasterous Violent eviction we experienced before when the Landlord brought some heavies round who started smashing their way through the window.

The man who was outside the door turned out to be the brother of of the landlord, and he looked round our home with surprise as we were obviously treating it as anyone would treat their home. We then waited for the owner of the house to arrive, and Tom went to work.

The owner just happened to be the same lovely man that violently evicted us a month or so ago. We didn't realise this until him and the other men were inside the house. The second they recognised us the situation became violent and they were demanding that we left the pub straight away. They threatened violence many times along the way, and one of the men was pushing me and Andy around, and he tried to snatch my mobile phone as I texted Tom to tell him what was happening. At one point he removed his belt and was threatening to hit us with it.

Terrified as we were, Andy rang the police when we had a moment to ourselves. They came pretty quickly, and we informed them of what was going on. Of course they wanted to side with the landlord, but as we had made the call they had to protect us. They couldn't ignore the fact that us being in the building was a civil offence and that the landlord would have to take legal action to get us out.

So we are still occupying the building! Me moved all our belongings back inside and the landlord left with retorts such as "you will die" and "Our time is the night time"

The sad thing is that their plans for the shearbridge is to flatten it. When we were gone it would have stood empty until it was profitable for the landlord to sell it to a land developer. The man who was stood in our home, ordering us to leave onto the streets in the middle of November couldn't give a fuck about human life. All that matters to him is numbers, and how much money something will make him. It made no difference to him whether we were in that building or not.

People should not be able to get away with that.