He stayed in the Ramada Hotel during and after the devastation with his wife, Sandra, and seven-year-old son Ronan. At one stage, Mr Scott, 36, had to wade through filthy water to barricade the hotel doors against looters.
He told the Liverpool Daily Post: "I couldn't describe how bad the authorities were. Just little things like taking photographs of us, as we are standing on the roof waving for help, for their own little snapshot albums.
"At one point, there were a load of girls on the roof of the hotel saying 'Can you help us?' and the policemen said 'Show us what you've got' and made signs for them to lift their T-shirts. When the girls refused, they said 'Fine' and motored off down the road in their boat."
Remembering what city they were in, the proper response would have been, "Show us the beads!"
Of course, this isn't funny, but neither should it be taken to be representative. It's an isolated anecdote, reported by a single person. It should in no way diminish the absolutely heroic work that thousands of emergency workers and volunteers are doing down there. Despite unbelievable organizational and institutional failures, they're still working, doing whatever they can.
