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Then Dredd got to her feet, apparently unscathed or harmed, stomped towards Cait and held out her hand for her to shake “That was just like on TV!” she said “I can’t wait to hear what Ken thought of me as a “Heel!” Cait smiled, glad that the outlandish woman had not been hurt, but utterly confused with what had happened!
“Er, who’s Ken, Dredd, your boyfriend? Did he come to watch you?” Cait asked, almost at a loss for words.
“My boyfriend?" Dredd remarked, with a surprisingly light, girlish giggle “No, he’s not my boyfriend, he’s....but he’ll tell you; I’ll let him know you’re my mate and that you’re alright!”
Cait was more bewildered than ever but then an elderly man approached the ring and, standing close to the apron, yelled “You were great, Dreddy, I’m proud of you!” Cait and Molly exchanged baffled looks; “Dreddy?” and then the big, grinning woman walked across and spoke to him and he seemed to be agreeing to something and let her help him into the ring!
“Cait” Dredd said, almost deliriously happy “Meet my best mate, Ken...Kendo Nagasaki!” Cait could only stare in wonder; she had heard of the famous former wrestler, Kendo Nagasaki, but surely, this couldn’t be him, could it?
But Molly had no doubt; “Kendo Nagasaki! I met you at your book signing a couple of years ago! Cait, its Kendo Nagasaki!” The news spread like wild fire and soon the crowd began to chant his name! Kendo Nagasaki was famous as British Wrestling’s baddest villain, but he showed none of that now as he reached out and shook hands with the astonished fans!
As the ring was prepared for the evenings final bout, Cait took Kendo to her office while Dredd went to get changed, and, after pouring them drinks, asked him how he knew Dredd. Smiling, he replied, actually, my name’s Peter, Peter Thornley, only Brenda, Dredd as you know her, calls me Kendo still!”
Cait grinned and said “Pleased to meet you Peter!” and he continued.
“When I retired from wrestling I ventured out into several areas, one being a day care centre I opened in London close to where I was then staying. Forest Gate Social Services used to bring kids round, teenagers mostly, and my wife, who had taught art until she retired in 2000 started doing face painting for the young ones. Brenda started coming to the centre a couple of years later when she was 12, and when she saw the other kids painted like cats and other animals she asked if she could have her face painted like Judge Dredd! My wife didn’t have a clue who Judge Dredd was and next day Brenda turned up with a box of Judge Dredd comics! After that she came around every day! She may be a bit slow but she isn’t stupid, she just didn’t like school so rarely went and despite her appearance she’s as gentle as a lamb, but she loves wrestling and when I heard I got some of my old mates down and introduced her to them....she was over the moon and they all really liked her and some often came to see her. One day she asked Mick, Mick McManus, if I had been a wrestler too and he told her I was Kendo Nagasaki; another, Jimmy Thomas, who had retired because of injury and went back to teaching, started helping Brenda learn to read, write and do arithmetic and she did well! When she was 18 I managed to get the Social Services to give her a flat just around the corner from us but she’s always round our place and still has her face painted by my wife at least twice a week.” Dredd appeared, her face now clear of paint, and “Kendo” thanked Cait again and told her “Actually, this isn’t my first time here, I’ve seen a couple of shows; what you do isn’t exactly suitable for Saturday afternoon telly, but I like it and I hope to come again!”
Cait laughed and replied “I look forward to seeing you, but as our guest...you too Dreddy!”
Kendo and Dredd refused Cait’s invitation to stay and watch the final bout of the evening due to prior arrangements; Dredd was going to watch the recently released latest Judge Dredd movie and Kendo was taking his wife to dinner, so, once they had left Cait made her way to the ring to referee the special challenge tag match between Roco and Loco vs. Alicia and Vinita. This, she knew, could turn very nasty as both Roco and her sister had made their dislike of Alicia and Vinita very plain!
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