I think you are right. I think the French lady was smaller, and put up a good scrap, and yea that Dutch lady gave her a pasting, first time I saw cyborg lose iirc.
I got a lasagne as well, but switched it to take out as I realized I wasn’t that hungry. I’ve left it for the tramps so they can have some dinner too, hopefully one of them gets it before a city worker chucks it in the bin. I’ll go and see after this pint.
Edit. I went outside for a woodbine, and decided to go check, it was still there, but I could see a homeless nearby, so I gave it to him, he was thankful.
I had a kangol, one of them flatcap things you wear backwards. I can’t remember where I got it, I do remember my stepdad “that’s a black man’s hat” I actually converted him from racism later in life when I dated women of all colours and size, but fuck me he was racist as fuck when I was a kid. The profanity that came out his mouth when Lennox lost (to the chap who’s name I’ve forgotten) was absurd.
At the same time he got me into watching boxing, I watched shitloads of fights with him. He’s an ex hooligan/ pub fighter who’s old now.