I suspect you're right, Shadz, depressingly on all counts. The pikeys pitch on land the other side of the horseboxes at Brighton, cut the fence and creep in at night to nick water, busting a valve last season which cost literally thousands to replace, and not before it'd flooded all the pull-up area just before raceday. In fact, the Clerk wasn't too sure they hadn't done it for sheer spitefulness. On racedays, their scuzzy brats insist on trying to squirm in anywhere, so our security guys have given up, and notwithstanding a firm stance against letting in any kids under 16 without an 'appropriate adult', they let the pikey piglets in, rather than have them vandalise the place by nightfall. Even then, they try to ensure they're not seen bunking off with the bar chairs, or anything that's not nailed down.
One meeting, up at the Wilson Avenue crossing, the little fuckwits were on quads, hurling bottles and cans at the jockeys. Did the polizei come out? Nah, just asked if we had 'security' and we were supposed to deal with it. On another occasion, the scum fired air pistols near the start - again, did Britain's finest come marching out, stern words to hand? Not a bit of it. Had anyone actually been hit? No. Oh, no real incident, then. No need to attend. You couldn't make it up.