“I put a man in hospital,” he said out into the darkening garden. “I stormed out of your place, do you remember? Anyway, I was angry, wasn’t I? Threatening you and that. I was heading for the car, still angry and this bloke came up to me. Don’t know where he came from, didn’t see him coming, he was just suddenly there. He was dressed in white, head to foot. So he pops up and then comes straight for me, his arms like this,” Paul spread his arms wide, “out of nowhere. He calls me by my name when he gets close. Paul, he says. And I’m thinking, who the f**k are you? Sorry, but that’s what I thought. And he gets closer, still with his arms out and saying my name over and over so I put him down with a punch right in his face. He crumpled like a doll. Just crumpled. I should have left it there, b
