RIP Donald Farrar

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.
Did the Bullring incident involve him charging with a dustbin?
 
He went through a stage of having a newspaper stuffed in his back pocket whilst carrying an umbrella. He explained that both could be turned into deadly weapons in a flash. The umbrella speaks for itself but I'm still intrigued by the newspaper.
 
He went through a stage of having a newspaper stuffed in his back pocket whilst carrying an umbrella. He explained that both could be turned into deadly weapons in a flash. The umbrella speaks for itself but I'm still intrigued by the newspaper.

Guess the newspaper was for the Millwall brick that someone's already mentioned. The more stuff that was banned or confiscated the more creative Donald and many other amateur material scientists had to get.
 
He went through a stage of having a newspaper stuffed in his back pocket whilst carrying an umbrella. He explained that both could be turned into deadly weapons in a flash. The umbrella speaks for itself but I'm still intrigued by the newspaper.
Reminds me of being on a Yelloways coach coming back from an away game mid 80's. One of the lads set fire to his newspaper and Donald was stood there oblivious with flames coming out of his arse saying 'Can anyone smell burning?' : )
 
Don’t know how true it is but a rag friend of mine from Middleton said that in the 70’s Donald supported United. He had a story about Donald getting back on the United coach on the way back from Stoke away and he was telling everyone he was dead chuffed because he’d managed to blag his way into the ground without using his ticket.

RIP Donald - what a legend.
 
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.
Sorry mate he as a Blue......I remember coming back from Shewsbury, when Frizzle was our manager.
Anyway, the Langley Crew were on the coach, and 5 miles from Midd, they got fed up with him, and threw his City scarf out of the top air vent, and the rest of his clobber.
He ended up running around Middleton centre naked, and we all laughrd our bollox off.
Those were the days in Midd..... some really handy young lads , Vinnie Gordon, Alan Garforf, Mad Mark, they might not always win, but would take anyone on
 
He was always on the football specials, had a small mob of lads with him, I remember then causing the police a problem at Carlisle, at Millwal he was going round to the City fans saying, we are all going over that fence into the Millwall seats at half time. Next thing the police are following him and his mob around, he later said, he must have asked an undercover cop and got grassed up R.I.P Donald, a real character and a true blue
 
He went through a stage of having a newspaper stuffed in his back pocket whilst carrying an umbrella. He explained that both could be turned into deadly weapons in a flash. The umbrella speaks for itself but I'm still intrigued by the newspaper.
I’ve never received one, but a rolled up newspaper, jabbed into you hurt like fuck. And of course, you couldn’t be done for carrying an offensive weapon
 
Top man, was mates with my pal GW late 90s early 2000s, I went to court with my mates for the battle of the blob shop case in 2002, he was pestering City and United on concourse haha, also few lads went Belgium for the Germany game and met up in the Shakespeare before going airport, he turned up with sandwiches in a My little Pony lunch box ffs, a great laugh and apparently a handy guy before my time

Waldorf one Sunday telling people the slot machine is gonna drop, no one won a penny haha
 
Around 2004/5 I found myself in Rochdale with work, it was Cheltenham week and I wanted to get a bet on. So I was driving through the main road where all the flats are and I could see a bookies on some precinct. I got in about 10 mins before the first race and was writing my bet out, I heard someone whispering cccoooooool ccccaaaatttssss behind me, I knew there n then it was DD. So we had a quick chat etc and within 2 mins "You haven't got 2 quid(inflation) have you mate,really fancy this in the first" etc etc. I didn't have any change so I gave him a fiver and said we'll go halves if it wins. I'd already put my money on one that's still running. Anyway,his tip came somewhere like 5th(better than mine) So on leaving I said see ya at City Donald.."Before you go "I really fancy this in the next" I told him I'd done my money in and fucked off. Checked a bit later and that horse only fuckin won at something like16s. I only seen him a few times after that, usually outside the Etihad mooching. A proper character. Had he been ill does anybody know?
 

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