LOL, I'd say it was pure nuts them days.
Finsbury park reminds me of a story a neighbour told me. He went to England in the 60s, fresh off the boat green as grass. Worked every day, during the week, had a few beers on the weekend.
This night he went to this pup, a nice place he said. Had a couple of pints and this fella started chatting to him, bought him a few beers, the craic wad good. After a while your man asked him out to the park for something. When he got there he found out what kinda pup it was and what your man wanted. I asked what happened, he said he left him for dead and