RIP Donald Farrar

My one and only encounter with DD was at the train station, after the Blackburn promotion game. We knew the legend of DD growing up in the Kippax. Started going on my own with mates about 90/91, we’d never actually seen him but his stories had almost mythical status to us haha. After the Blackburn game, we were waiting for the train back to Manchester. Some daft gobby rag on the train doing wanker signs at the window, didn’t realise the doors were open further down. One of my mates ran on and literally just back handed him and got back off the train. Load of police started coming down the platform, out of the blue Donald appeared. Only knew it was him as one of the older lads knew him and let on, he told me and my mate to swap jackets and for me to put my mates cap on. We did, even though I was thinking hang on so I’ll get fuckin lifted instead haha. When the police got there DD was saying, “I seen him officer wasn’t these boys they’re waiting for the train home with me. The lad that twatted that rag on there just ran off up there to the end of the platform. Luckily the train had just pulled out so the rag couldn’t say otherwise, and the police just told us to make sure we are on the next train to manchester. Proper pissing ourselves when they left, and we stayed in the same clobber after they’d gone (not sure why haha). Donald said “nice slap that lad” to my mate, then disappeared again. Not much I know, but made a great day even better to finally bump into the legend that is DD. RIP fella.
 
der bomber28 said:
My one and only encounter with DD was at the train station, after the Blackburn promotion game. We knew the legend of DD growing up in the Kippax. Started going on my own with mates about 90/91, we’d never actually seen him but his stories had almost mythical status to us haha. After the Blackburn game, we were waiting for the train back to Manchester. Some daft gobby rag on the train doing wanker signs at the window, didn’t realise the doors were open further down. One of my mates ran on and literally just back handed him and got back off the train. Load of police started coming down the platform, out of the blue Donald appeared. Only knew it was him as one of the older lads knew him and let on, he told me and my mate to swap jackets and for me to put my mates cap on. We did, even though I was thinking hang on so I’ll get fuckin lifted instead haha. When the police got there DD was saying, “I seen him officer wasn’t these boys they’re waiting for the train home with me. The lad that twatted that rag on there just ran off up there to the end of the platform. Luckily the train had just pulled out so the rag couldn’t say otherwise, and the police just told us to make sure we are on the next train to manchester. Proper pissing ourselves when they left, and we stayed in the same clobber after they’d gone (not sure why haha). Donald said “nice slap that lad” to my mate, then disappeared again. Not much I know, but made a great day even better to finally bump into the legend that is DD. RIP fella.
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Fucking brilliant I started watching City in 1975 Seen the best lads who ever followed City
 
I saw Donald around 12 months or so ago when I was working in Rochdale near the Seven Sisters flats.

He was on the other side of the Dual Carriageway heading towards the town centre so I just smiled to myself as i remembered some of the great memories late 80’s early 90’s with this legend.

I remember one away day at Victoria Station he was proudly showing us how to construct a Millwall brick.
We were only 15 or so at the time!

He saved our arses in Brum Centre beside the Bullring one day when it was coming on top with a load of Zulus and we somehow turned the tables on them mainly thanks to the fearless Donald!

I’m sorry now I didn’t stop what I was doing and gone across to him for a chat and to see if he had any plans on paying me back about the £70 he’d had off me over the years in 20p’s!

RIP Fella.
Steve.
 
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The Germany incident apart, the other one that sticks out is being arrested outside Hillsborough on New Years Day.
In court Donald swore blind that he had been to a student party in the Hillsborough area at a New Years Eve party and was making his way home and had no idea City were playing at Wednesday that day and was simply picked up for being in the wrong place at the wrong time
 
awest said:
He was once famously charged with interfering with a police horse by the West Midlands Police.
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Yes!
Friends of mine had a minibus and it got pulled over for having alcohol on board v Walsall away.
14 of them had to appear in court in Walsall and Donald was up before them.
He was charged with punching a horse in the face and he claimed when asked why, that “I didn’t like the way it was looking at me”.
For some reason a new court date was set for a Friday and Donald tried the patience of the judge by asking if it could be any other date than a Friday as the train fare was more expensive on a Friday.
The now irate judge refused his request and told him very sternly that he better turn up on the Friday.
The lads in the minibus then had to face the pissed off judge and were dealt with more harshly than if DD hasn’t gone before them.
 
Mad Eyed Screamer said:
The Germany incident apart, the other one that sticks out is being arrested outside Hillsborough on New Years Day.
In court Donald swore blind that he had been to a student party in the Hillsborough area at a New Years Eve party and was making his way home and had no idea City were playing at Wednesday that day and was simply picked up for being in the wrong place at the wrong time
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2 0 think Hirst scored , was it early kick off also ? what a turn out from City that day , RIP
 
He was a pain in the arse at times, but also a good lad. Game as fuck, but also dangerously ‘daft’. Wrexham away, Boxing Day 1998 (1-0 win that started the great turnaround for the club), on the North Manc ‘loony bus’ from the Railway, Hollinwood. Donald was on it, sat directly in front of me on the way home. It was an early KO, 12:00pm, so the game had finished and we were back on the coach and leaving about 2pm.

I’d known Donald for years, but only from City and like everybody else he never remembered my name, I was referred to as ‘Fingy’ and our kid was ‘Fingy’s brother’. He leans over the seat and asks if he can borrow my phone as his credit has gone, so I said yeah no probs, but who are you calling? (Didn’t want him calling Australia for example). He says I’m calling ‘Powell’ and I’m going to tell him we’ve got 50+ lads and we’ll see them in a bit. Turns out it was Gary Powell, one of utd’s main firm, (they were at home in a 3pm KO), Donald wanted our coach to divert to Old Trafford for a meet. The call was quickly ended because I grabbed my phone off him and cut it off. For days I got loads of texts off reds because of Donald. Now you see why he was called ‘Daft’ Donald. RIP you daft twat, you legend, from Fingy.
 
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