A night on the town: Vomit, violence and God
By Emily Dugan, Independent
A Slice of Britain: Derby is the latest town to witness the arrival of Street Pastors, a group of Christians who volunteer to spend their Friday and Saturday evenings bringing succour to the drunk and the wounded
The beat is pounding; blue neon lights are flashing. It's another night of sin at Syn nightclub in Derby city centre. But the disco flicker is coming from an ambulance. An unconscious girl slumped, slack- jawed, in a wheelchair being dragged in through its back doors.
Stumbling around nearby, another girl, who looks like she's auditioning for "Tarzan: The Porno" in – well, partially in – a leopardskin dress, argues slurrily with a cuboid bouncer: "But if I'm barred for three months, why can't the ban start from last week when I tried to hit you?"
Ignoring all this from the safety of a nearby gutter, a guy with blood streaming from his face is waiting to hear if he's going to be arrested or hospitalised. It's his lucky night: he gets both.
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