I lost my dad last year, he took me to my first City game - Coventry in the 70's - I went with him to the games for 38 years, I tried to continue going after he died but there was something missing from every game - him.Thank you, Gazza. That’s very nice to hear.
I doubt I’ll ever stop talking to her.
I'm on holiday and right on data so only just seen this, my heartfelt condolences mate. XI don’t really know what I’m doing on here at this time, but I need somewhere to put down my feelings.
I’ve just lost my wonderful partner of 18 years, Lesley Anne Berry, or to all of you, Mrs Vienna.
She taught me so many things, including how to cook, and I learnt so much about the great Mercer-Allison team.
We visited all 48 of the continental United States, and she’d also done an Alaskan cruise, before we met.
She first went to watch City at the age of six, when her parents couldn’t find a babysitter. Her Mum had an appointment at the hairdresser,s, and her Dad wasn’t going to miss his regular trip to Maine Road, so her Mum said, "You’ll have to take her with you".
Her first trip abroad was to Vienna to witness the first European trophy for City. She hardly missed a game in those days, though her parents wouldn’t allow her to travel to away games.
Our first match together was the home fixture against West Ham on 23rd September 2006. Samaras scored both in a 2-0 win.
I first heard the news of Sheikh Mansour's takeover in a text to from her, which went something like this: "There are rumours that a rich Arab is buying City."
She’d lived with poor health for many years, but she was determined to get to as many games as possible. Her last visit to Etihad was for the victory over Ipswich. She loved Erling, so it is rather fitting that the last match she saw was one, which featured another hat-trick for him.
Rest In Peace, my daRling. I will never forget our wonderful time together.
XXX
My Dad went just over five years ago, and I still think about him most days.I lost my dad last year, he took me to my first City game - Coventry in the 70's - I went with him to the games for 38 years, I tried to continue going after he died but there was something missing from every game - him.
I cherish all the games we attended together and didn't think we'd ever see City win anything, but the Stoke cup final made up for everything.
Just be glad that for all the people in her world, she chose you.
Rag ;-)My Dad went just over five years ago, and I still think about him most days.
When he was at school, one of his classmates saw Blackpool Illuminations, and Dad had often thought about seeing them.
When he and Mum visited us in 2007 - we were living in Crewe at the time - we took them up to see them.
He absolutely loved seeing them. I’d not seen them before, either, but Lesley was an old hand at them, at it was the only place her parents would go, either for a weekend or their holidays.
Another day, we visited Haworth to see where the Brontë family lived. When he saw the sign for the highest motorway in England, he was really impressed.
Now, every time I come to Etihad, and see it, I think of him. He loved rugby Union and cricket, but had very little interest in football.
Need to get my eyes tested - no-one else initially read that as Garth Crooks?" Our lives are better left to chance I could have missed the pain.
But I'ed have to miss the dance " - Garth Brooks
My thoughts are with you and family, God bless.
Those are lovely memories. It’s strange, as ‘natives’ we tend to forget the beauty of our country, or just take it for granted, but that post reminded me of my best friend coming over from Tipperary and all she wanted to see were the Illuminations. So I took her and we had fish and chips in a proper Blackpool chippie. Apparently she told everyone about it back in Tipp. She died a few years ago and that was mentioned at her funeral.My Dad went just over five years ago, and I still think about him most days.
When he was at school, one of his classmates saw Blackpool Illuminations, and Dad had often thought about seeing them.
When he and Mum visited us in 2007 - we were living in Crewe at the time - we took them up to see them.
He absolutely loved seeing them. I’d not seen them before, either, but Lesley was an old hand at them, at it was the only place her parents would go, either for a weekend or their holidays.
Another day, we visited Haworth to see where the Brontë family lived. When he saw the sign for the highest motorway in England, he was really impressed.
Now, every time I come to Etihad, and see it, I think of him. He loved rugby Union and cricket, but had very little interest in football.