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Not so much of a legend....... but I used to work for the Jordan F1 team and we had Beattie as a guest in Monaco one year. So marketing got me to give him the guided tour of the garage, he was a really nice appreciative bloke and really seemd to be genuinly interested, so I asked him if he was able to give out tickets, as you do. He gave me his number and said to just call him whenever I wanted to go. True to his word 5 times I went with guests in players lounge which was awesome. When he left for Everton I forwarded his number (with his say so) to my mate at Red Bull who is a big Evertonian and they did the same deal.

I hope he goes on to bag plenty more goals this year back in the prem for Stoke. Top bloke.

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BASSA? Now it's beginning to make sense. Duncan it appear's you love flogging dead horses and why you say yourself you love looking back as you believe the good times have left the club for good. Why don't you spend your time writing to Gordon bemoaning what happened to the real Labour party. The world has moved on Duncan and unfortunately for you, you haven't and that's why your views on Lowe have as much relevance as Trade Unions in today's society.

 

I got to say, how ****ing rude. There is no need for that is there. A bit of nostalgia never hurt anyone and I and others are interested in what these people are really like without todays media hype.

 

Don't listen to him, pay of no mind.

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Someone I knew very well used to work in that hotel opposite the de vere.

 

Anyway one evening they had to check up on this room to see if it was emply, They open the door and there is Neil Heaney lying on the bed with this woman (his wife) riding him well.

 

The anger afterwards was deafening.

 

Hahaaaaa.

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I was once part of the same pub quiz team as Cosimo Sarli, at the White Horse in Otterbourne. Can't remember him answering many questions, but a nice lad. Beat that!

 

I agree with the Tim Flowers comments above, top bloke, had a chat with him at the Millennium Stadium just after the final whistle at the Cup Final (our seats were just by the press box).

 

I used to write and read the Quiz at the White Horse a few years ago. A great atmosphere made somehow even better when Mark Dennis was in at the bar necking pints of Cider and black until he was virtually comatose.

 

This was before his missus made him become a postman so that he had to work nights which kept him out of the pub.

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Drummond Arms in Portswood I am guessing? Used to be run by a scot who I think was an ex Saints Goalie, I think his name was Jimmy McGowan. Anyway I remember you would often find Steeley, Eric Martin and Hughie Fisher in there. Anyone throw any light on this one. My memory hazy these days .. to much abuse in my younger days!

they were regulars at the pub and a few other saints players also drunk at the pub,eric used to live in swaythling at the time,i don,t think jimmy ever played for saints but was a lovely man.

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Nice thread Duncan, did i tell you about the time in 1974, we were taken up to the Sports Centre for punishment for losing an FA Cup game, to lower league opponents, Wrexham i think, anyway L.Mac, had us running around the woods for a couple of hours. Big Mac was not happy that day and after dragging ourselves up the big hill to the car park we saw the coach sailing off into the distance.We were told to make our own way back to the Dell.........my word there were a few dam and blasts coming from a lot of tired players. What made it worse was as we started to run back home Big Mac went by us in his Jag, with Micky Channon sat in the passenger seat.I was running with George Horsfall and complaining bitterly about having to run back to the Dell, when infact i had been on the winning side with the reserves on that Saturday when a number 5 bus went by us down Hill Lane..............you guessed it, stood by the the driver on the bus were Ossie, Jimmy Steel, Brian O'Neil and Eric Martin. George went berserk and started sprinting after the bus to get to the next bus stop. I nearly wet myself.He did not catch the bus but he dragged all those players out and had them running around the Dell track.........once he had got his breath back of course.:smt044

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The great Ivan Golac bought his house in Chandlers Ford at the same time as us so we lived in the same close as near-neighbours for many years. His daughters were a similar age to mine and one was in the the same class at school as she so we often had time for a chat. I remember once we were talking about a managerial vacancy at Saints and I expressed surprise that he hadn't applied. He said that he had sent in a letter of application but that the club had not even bothered to reply, which disgusted him. Who knows what might have happened with him in charge? We once talked about defending corners and he said that he liked to leave three players upfield because then the other team would have to put four defenders on them.

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I used to write and read the Quiz at the White Horse a few years ago. A great atmosphere made somehow even better when Mark Dennis was in at the bar necking pints of Cider and black until he was virtually comatose.

 

This was before his missus made him become a postman so that he had to work nights which kept him out of the pub.

he used to get in the masons pub in mansbridge which has been knocked down now, when he was playing,very down to earth

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I also remember a few years back when Jumpin Jacks was the place to be on a Weekend that i would olways bump in to Lundekvam (Top Bloke handing out shots and getting Ciggys off people), Anders Svennson (another top guy remember chatting to him for ages in there after he had bagged 2 against Leicester), Stuart Ripley looking really shiffty and looking like he would knock you out if you even looked at him.

 

MLT with Curly Watts from Corrie but the funniest moment was when my mate went to the loo in Jacks one night and pushed the cubicle door open only to find Matty sat on the loo, trousers round his ankles and head in his hands :lol:

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I went to Hiltingbury Junior School with Jimmy Ball, son of the late Alan Ball, and lived in the same road as them in North Millers Dale, Chandlers Ford.

I used to go round and play footy, skateboard etc. with Jimmy and Alan used to come and have a kick around with us on "The Triangle". He was a top bloke, always trying to show us a trick or two (although I was always cr@p at football).

 

I will never ever forget telling him that Pompey were garbage when he was managing them in the mid 80's, he told his Alsatian Max to "Get Me" and he grabbed my foot and dragged me round the back garden - it was kind of Max's party piece, I got his treatment more than a few times, he was a lovely dog though and did exactly what Bally told him!!

 

Alan told me he understood that I loved Saints, and told me to be more open minded as he still loved Saints, even though he was managing Pompey.

 

Alan Ball, Lovely lovely man...

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Not so much of a legend....... but I used to work for the Jordan F1 team and we had Beattie as a guest in Monaco one year. So marketing got me to give him the guided tour of the garage, he was a really nice appreciative bloke and really seemd to be genuinly interested, so I asked him if he was able to give out tickets, as you do. He gave me his number and said to just call him whenever I wanted to go. True to his word 5 times I went with guests in players lounge which was awesome. When he left for Everton I forwarded his number (with his say so) to my mate at Red Bull who is a big Evertonian and they did the same deal.

I hope he goes on to bag plenty more goals this year back in the prem for Stoke. Top bloke.

 

Agreed, he is a nice bloke. Bumped into him a Bournemouth a few years ago when I was on a stag night. Bearing in mind the fact that we were all hammered, several of us were Pompey fans, and we were in a lap dancing club, it was good of him to humour us.

 

Cranie, Kenton and Blackstock were there as well I think. Martin seemed a decent fella, the other two were a bit distant.

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Stuart Ripley looking really shiffty and looking like he would knock you out if you even looked at him.

 

 

Stuart Ripley lived a couple of doors from me and I gave him a lift home from the Airport after a match at Newcastle.

 

Christ, what a morose, miserable b*stard he was. If I'd had to drive much further I'd have thrown him out.

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Probably enough name dropping for one day I think - may be more later.

 

I recall an old boss of mine (an Irish fella called Mick strangely enough, running his own trenching contracting business in the town) was mates with a lot of players in the late 60s - and regularly had a cuppa with them in the Hacienda in London Road. The regulars there were Hughie Fisher, Freddy Kemp, Tony Byrne mostly.

 

But one thing I've long wanted to know, can you confirm or otherwise the story that Hughie Fisher got Mick Channon p*issed just before the away game at Plymouth, back when Mick was just breaking into the team?

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they were regulars at the pub and a few other saints players also drunk at the pub,eric used to live in swaythling at the time,i don,t think jimmy ever played for saints but was a lovely man.

 

Jimmy did indeed play for the Saints,he also played for Celtic.

I went on two Eric Martin organised coaches from the Drummond to Wembley for England v Scotland; the first in 1975 when we won 5-1 and again in 1977 when we lost 1-2 followed by the mother of all pitch invasions when they snapped the crossbars and ripped the pitch up.The Scots seemed to outnumber us for Wembley internationals about 8 to 1 in those days - it was'nt for the fainthearted on either occasion.Still as they say I lived to tell the tale - just !!!

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When Saints had just been thumped at Highbury, the lads turned up a a wine bar, where London Saints had laid on their end of season get together.

 

Razor had to sit out the game for some reason, but travelled with the lads and had spent the afternoon enjoying a few drinks in the players lounge. Apparently Branfoot was furious and tore him off a strip when they were all on the coach. In the short time it took for the coach to make the trip from highbury, Razor fell asleep and Branfoot had him locked on the coach when everyone else was off of it, only letting him off to sign a few autographs for the last ten minutes before the team left for the trip back.

 

I remember Branfoot watching Razor like a hawk for the time he was allowed into the bar.

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I met Neil Ruddock in the Frog & Frigate on a Friday night (it was close season). He was with a couple of mates. He was quite happy to chat & even bought us a round of drinks. At the time The Ugly Inside was running a competition where you had to guess Frannies nickname. He spilt the beans, it was Mehmet, after the kebab shop owner in Eastenders.

 

I also saw Jimmy Case in the bakers in Bedford Place on several occasions – deaf aid fitted neatly in place – not the sort of thing you expect a pro-footballer to be wearing.

 

I also saw Kevin Keegan in his smashed-up Landrover. If memory serves me, someone took to it with a baseball bat, although he wasn’t a SFC then (circa 1990?)

 

My mates Dad was a cabbie and was sent by SFC to get Frank Worthington, as he was late for training, he came wandering from his flat, in slippers & satin robe.

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As a kid played for Hampshire Hawks managed by Graham Bakers brother Phil, Graham took us training one evening and kicked me up the arse.

At 15 worked for Two Eyes restaurant in Shirley and Steve Williams came in one night celebrating his brothers birthday, just happened to be using the toilet the same time he was, although slightly embarrassed as the toilets were very small in there, had a quick chat

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Jimmy did indeed play for the Saints,he also played for Celtic.

I went on two Eric Martin organised coaches from the Drummond to Wembley for England v Scotland; the first in 1975 when we won 5-1 and again in 1977 when we lost 1-2 followed by the mother of all pitch invasions when they snapped the crossbars and ripped the pitch up.The Scots seemed to outnumber us for Wembley internationals about 8 to 1 in those days - it was'nt for the fainthearted on either occasion.Still as they say I lived to tell the tale - just !!!

 

Jimmy McGowan played 82 times for Saints and scored 9 goals.

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It's not fair for those who work in the media to name-drop, as talking to and interviewing sports stars is part of the job. In fact, if you don't speak to famous people, you're not doing your job properly.

 

So I won't bang on about those I've met, interviewed, ghost written columns for, and even had run-ins with.

 

Oh, all right, I will a little bit.

 

Highlights? Not necessarily Saints related, but interviewing John McEnroe after he had retired (still full of pith and vinegar), shaking hands with Michael Johnson after he set a world record in winning the 200m gold medal in Atlanta, having a ride on Chris Boardman's bike as part of a piece written after he won gold in Barcelona, just being in the same room as Kathy Freeman after her gold in Sydney in 2000, er....I'll stop there for fear of outstaying my welcome.

 

I was lucky in that footballers were far more approachable, accessable and agreeable back in the day, and of all the Saints players I have known, the nicest was Matt Oakley (still keep in touch with him to this day).

 

Duncan's not the only one to be insulted and sworn at by Rupert. But hey, it was part of the job, and I've been sworn at down telephones lines by better people than him!!

 

But it's not all honey. The downside of working in the media is that you cannot be a fan and be as awestruck and worshipping as you should be.

 

Professionalism dictates that you have to treat even your heroes with cool, calm detachment, and not deference.

 

It means that you cannot let your true feelings show, like a fan can. The worst accusation that can be attached to any sports hack is that he is a fan with laptop.

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BASSA? Now it's beginning to make sense. Duncan it appear's you love flogging dead horses and why you say yourself you love looking back as you believe the good times have left the club for good. Why don't you spend your time writing to Gordon bemoaning what happened to the real Labour party. The world has moved on Duncan and unfortunately for you, you haven't and that's why your views on Lowe have as much relevance as Trade Unions in today's society.

 

 

I bet you are fun at school reunions, forgot you don't go, Billy no mates.

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God what a tw*t.

 

The world has moved on for the worst which is why some of us take comfort from the past.

 

You are simply as arrogant and irritating as your chum Lowe whose arse you have your nose in.

 

ITN :smt044

 

I really don´t think anyone could possibly be as much a T W A T as Sundunce, it has got to be a wind up.

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I often would stop and have a brief natter with Bobby Stokes when i got of the Gosport ferry,at his cafe.

 

I once played a game of pool against Jimmy case.He won.

 

And just remembered i spent a considerable amount of time one evening having drinks with Kevin Davies in "the Long Island Tea Shop" in Covent Garden,really nice bloke and more than happy to chat.

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BASSA? Now it's beginning to make sense. Duncan it appear's you love flogging dead horses and why you say yourself you love looking back as you believe the good times have left the club for good. Why don't you spend your time writing to Gordon bemoaning what happened to the real Labour party. The world has moved on Duncan and unfortunately for you, you haven't and that's why your views on Lowe have as much relevance as Trade Unions in today's society.

 

 

If this is a serious post then you are a complete and sad waste of space.

If anyone out there had an ounce of interest or more importantly respect for you (which I would doubt) they surely have lost it by now.

 

Its a "remember that player, the good old days" thread......so **** off back to your Lowe love in somewhere else.

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Drummond Arms in Portswood I am guessing? Used to be run by a scot who I think was an ex Saints Goalie, I think his name was Jimmy McGowan. Anyway I remember you would often find Steeley, Eric Martin and Hughie Fisher in there. Anyone throw any light on this one. My memory hazy these days .. to much abuse in my younger days!

 

You are right about Jimmy McGowan and I think Jimmy Steele may have lived there for a short time.

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I met Marian Pahars at Chessington World of Adventures during our first season in the CCC. He was with his little lad. I asked him to hurry up and get fit because we desperatly needed his goals, he replied in his Latvian twang "Tell me about it mate" . Nice bloke, and his son was a cracking little lad, although almost as tall as his dad.

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I lived in the road behind Duncan in the early 70's and had use of Ron Davies complimentary season ticket as one of Ron's best mates used to park in our drive way for football as it was so close to the Dell. Fantastic seat as had the players who were injured or not in the team sat around me.

 

Also Martin Chivers mother used to deliver our meat.

 

Also used to play football for a local team where Steve Baker used to help with the coaching.

 

Just remembered as well played football against Steve Moran when he was at Prices in Fareham.

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BASSA? Now it's beginning to make sense. Duncan it appear's you love flogging dead horses and why you say yourself you love looking back as you believe the good times have left the club for good. Why don't you spend your time writing to Gordon bemoaning what happened to the real Labour party. The world has moved on Duncan and unfortunately for you, you haven't and that's why your views on Lowe have as much relevance as Trade Unions in today's society.

 

What a total prize p r i c k you really are.

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Still good mates with Richard Dryden , now manager of worcester city , played with Franny at Bellemoor School , Had a games shop in shirley in the early days with the sega mega drive etc , sonic the hedgehog was born , i sponsored Tommy Widdrington with a car , All the players used to come in .Neil Madison and Tommy opened up a shop for me in Andover , which was a major success at the time , two young lads in first team playing well , they were really down to earth , Tommy is a good lad still likes a drink .

Back in the early days me and a mate went in to the saints shop at the dell , then we were loitering in the car park when a guy came out of the side entrance where the players used to come out after a game said do you want to come and see Kevin , we said Kevin , he said Kevin Keegan , he took us in where he was having some physio on his leg , was stark bollock naked and started to have a chat with us and signed some autographs , top bloke , not like the big heads around now , and he was european player of the year at the time .

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One of my funniest moments is with regards Mr Wallace Senior (i.e. the father of Danny, Rod and Ray) and looking back it's slightly cringeable.

 

Charlton away at Selhurst park on new Years Day early 90's. Won 4-2 with Osman scoring 30 yard screamer and Rod Wallace bagging two.

 

Topped up from the night before all the way there and was fairly steaming when we bumped into the Wallace clan who we had a bit of a chat with. Anyway at half time still stumbling around I was in the toilets when Mr Wallace senior rocks up next to me.

 

Being rather merry, I pointed at his member and proudly stated "Your cokcc has given me so much pleasure over the years!!!!!!!".

 

Luckily he saw the funny side and I'm sure I even offered to shake it for him ;)

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Jimmy McGowan played 82 times for Saints and scored 9 goals.

 

I bet you had to refer to ITN for those stats!!!!!!

 

That's "In That Number", a post war chronicle of Southampton FC written by Holley and Chalk. Just added that for Sundance in case he thinks you rang up that Gray's Inn Road news establishment:rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes:

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I bet you had to refer to ITN for those stats!!!!!!

 

That's "In That Number", a post war chronicle of Southampton FC written by Holley and Chalk. Just added that for Sundance in case he thinks you rang up that Gray's Inn Road news establishment:rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes::rolleyes:

 

I think you'll find that your friend has been banned - presumably (and quite rightly) for his piece of nastiness towards FF earlier today.

 

I'm glad I didn't say that to Mr Wallace - I'd have felt a right pr*ck when I sobered up. Still better than feeling someone else's when your'e p*ssed. :):):)

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I used to write and read the Quiz at the White Horse a few years ago. A great atmosphere made somehow even better when Mark Dennis was in at the bar necking pints of Cider and black until he was virtually comatose.

 

This was before his missus made him become a postman so that he had to work nights which kept him out of the pub.

 

 

The White Horse is a different pub these days. The landlady is 22 or 23 and meant to be the youngest in the county.

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When I was at Southampton Technical College 86-88, we used to see a lot of the younger players at the time such as Alan Shearer and Rod Wallace who were doing a course one day a week there.

 

One of the guys on our course lived next door to John Burridge and somehow managed to persuade him to come and play for our Business Studies Team against a foreign college who were over. Well he turned up wearing an old Admiral England tracksuit (Not sure if he played for under 23's or B team?) and took it pretty seriously. Before the game he kept going on about how much he hated eye-ties (Italians) and couldn't wait to get stuck. I don't think he realised we were playing a German team!

 

He played up front and from memory he scored a couple a goals. We had tried to get him to play in goal to start with, but he wouldn't have any of it.

 

Anyway he was a good laugh and a really good sport for turning up. Can you imagine a first choice premiership keeper turning up for an eleven a side, 90 minute college match nowadays? I doubt they would even be allowed to.

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Nice thread Duncan, did i tell you about the time in 1974, we were taken up to the Sports Centre for punishment for losing an FA Cup game, to lower league opponents, Wrexham i think, anyway L.Mac, had us running around the woods for a couple of hours. Big Mac was not happy that day and after dragging ourselves up the big hill to the car park we saw the coach sailing off into the distance.We were told to make our own way back to the Dell.........my word there were a few dam and blasts coming from a lot of tired players. What made it worse was as we started to run back home Big Mac went by us in his Jag, with Micky Channon sat in the passenger seat.I was running with George Horsfall and complaining bitterly about having to run back to the Dell, when infact i had been on the winning side with the reserves on that Saturday when a number 5 bus went by us down Hill Lane..............you guessed it, stood by the the driver on the bus were Ossie, Jimmy Steel, Brian O'Neil and Eric Martin. George went berserk and started sprinting after the bus to get to the next bus stop. I nearly wet myself.He did not catch the bus but he dragged all those players out and had them running around the Dell track.........once he had got his breath back of course.:smt044

 

 

Hey Colin - how many can tell a story like that!!!

I have heard variations of that story but yours sounds the most authentic.

Remember that Wrexham game well - 5th round, we were meant to wallop them and they nicked one through a player called Smallman (and I have not checked ITN for that memory)

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The great Ivan Golac bought his house in Chandlers Ford at the same time as us so we lived in the same close as near-neighbours for many years. His daughters were a similar age to mine and one was in the the same class at school as she so we often had time for a chat. I remember once we were talking about a managerial vacancy at Saints and I expressed surprise that he hadn't applied. He said that he had sent in a letter of application but that the club had not even bothered to reply, which disgusted him. Who knows what might have happened with him in charge? We once talked about defending corners and he said that he liked to leave three players upfield because then the other team would have to put four defenders on them.

 

Have met him quite a bit recently - absolutely top bloke, couldn't do enough to help us and so pro the area, the fans and the club.

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It's not fair for those who work in the media to name-drop, as talking to and interviewing sports stars is part of the job. In fact, if you don't speak to famous people, you're not doing your job properly.

 

So I won't bang on about those I've met, interviewed, ghost written columns for, and even had run-ins with.

 

Oh, all right, I will a little bit.

 

Highlights? Not necessarily Saints related, but interviewing John McEnroe after he had retired (still full of pith and vinegar), shaking hands with Michael Johnson after he set a world record in winning the 200m gold medal in Atlanta, having a ride on Chris Boardman's bike as part of a piece written after he won gold in Barcelona, just being in the same room as Kathy Freeman after her gold in Sydney in 2000, er....I'll stop there for fear of outstaying my welcome.

 

I was lucky in that footballers were far more approachable, accessable and agreeable back in the day, and of all the Saints players I have known, the nicest was Matt Oakley (still keep in touch with him to this day).

 

Duncan's not the only one to be insulted and sworn at by Rupert. But hey, it was part of the job, and I've been sworn at down telephones lines by better people than him!!

 

But it's not all honey. The downside of working in the media is that you cannot be a fan and be as awestruck and worshipping as you should be.

 

Professionalism dictates that you have to treat even your heroes with cool, calm detachment, and not deference.

 

It means that you cannot let your true feelings show, like a fan can. The worst accusation that can be attached to any sports hack is that he is a fan with laptop.

 

 

OK OK - I can relax I have been out name dropped :)

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One of my funniest moments is with regards Mr Wallace Senior (i.e. the father of Danny, Rod and Ray) and looking back it's slightly cringeable.

 

Charlton away at Selhurst park on new Years Day early 90's. Won 4-2 with Osman scoring 30 yard screamer and Rod Wallace bagging two.

 

Topped up from the night before all the way there and was fairly steaming when we bumped into the Wallace clan who we had a bit of a chat with. Anyway at half time still stumbling around I was in the toilets when Mr Wallace senior rocks up next to me.

 

Being rather merry, I pointed at his member and proudly stated "Your cokcc has given me so much pleasure over the years!!!!!!!".

 

Luckily he saw the funny side and I'm sure I even offered to shake it for him ;)

 

 

Steve - that is an absolute classic

- I am not sure I believe you.

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The White Horse is a different pub these days. The landlady is 22 or 23 and meant to be the youngest in the county.

 

Because her father (who owns the pub) is not a fit and proper person to have a personal licence.:D

 

My daughter was a pub landlady at 19, but we didn't ring up the papers to bother to tell them.:cool:

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I lived in the road behind Duncan in the early 70's and had use of Ron Davies complimentary season ticket as one of Ron's best mates used to park in our drive way for football as it was so close to the Dell. Fantastic seat as had the players who were injured or not in the team sat around me.

 

Also Martin Chivers mother used to deliver our meat.

 

Also used to play football for a local team where Steve Baker used to help with the coaching.

 

Just remembered as well played football against Steve Moran when he was at Prices in Fareham.

 

 

Hiya P - my sister still owns 27A!!!

Was Mrs Chivers a butcher?

 

A relation of Martin Chivers told me that soon after he signed for Spurs he came back home and was going on a bit about how he had now joined a big club and all that when a few of his uncles/relations/cousins, most of whom worked down the docks brought him down to earth with a bit of a bang, if you know what i mean!!!

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Docker Walker has been friends with my mum for years, good bloke used to pop round to his every Friday and watch pirate videos with his lad :)

 

 

Can you PM me and tell me where he is these days - last I heard he was selling antiques in Ashurst. Ron Davies and Terry Paine were asking after him recently.

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Steve - that is an absolute classic

- I am not sure I believe you.

 

Absolute gospel truth.

 

it was a classic day and can remember it vividly, goals, hangover, cokcs and all!

 

On the way up we had to stop at Rownhams Services because Mini Me, who sometimes posts on here, couldn't handle being in the boot all the way up to London, can't say I blame him really!!!!!!

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