In the 90s, I was in the only ever fight Cockfosters has ever whitnessed.
I was about 11 and walking up the road with two mates (Anish and Rich) of the same age. We see our mate Mark across the road and down a bit, so we yell out to him, "Hello Mark ! Oi, Mark ! Mark !", until we realise that it was 4 skinheads. They come up to Anish and start saying "What did you say?" and "You trying to be me?".

One goes to throw a few punches at Anish, and I'm standing there, I'm thinking I can push the big one in a bush and peg it, but by the time I finish thinking, one of them decks me, gave me a huge black eye, and as my vision returns from squwiffy on the ground, Anish and Rich are half way up the road running.

The kids walk off, and we go into a shop (all the shop keepers knew us), they call the police, and two meat-wagons come and takes statements and stuff.

We then, in our mum's cars, prowl the streets for an hour looking for them, but didn't find them.

And that is the story of the only fight cockfosters ever saw in the whole decade of the 90s.
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