laserblue
Well-Known Member
Really sorry for your loss mate and I hope you have plenty of support from friends and family at this devastating time. RIP Lesley.
I’m sure she would have.Must have been a very tough day.
I remember the game after my dad died. He sat next to me and my son and his seat was empty 3 days after he died when we played Reading and Ireland scored in the last minute. It was a really hard day for me.
Having said that he would have wanted me to go and I’m sure Lesley would have wanted you to go.
Take care fella. It’s a tough time.
One of the magical things about football is it brings families together and provides a glue and a common ground. The shared love is a special bond. She and City will always be interlinked to you and I hope that provides you with support.It was extremely weird going to the match alone.
If Lesley has been too ill to go in the past, I’d take one of the grandchildren, or, if she was really poorly, I’d stay home with her.
Unfortunately, both the grandchildren were playing today, so I went on my own.
I have a picture of Lesley as my Lock Screen on my phone. It’s one I took at the League Cup final at Wembley in 2020, and when we scored, I took my phone out and looked at the photo.
I 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