Simple question. Do you trust Daft Donald?

I met him once in the late 80’s on a Yelloways coach to Southport (not football). Said he was visiting a relative. When he got back in for the return journey, he had a full jar of sweets (like the ones at the back of a sweetshop that they weighed a 1/4 for you) that he passed around :-)
 
I remember seeing him at West Brom on Boxing Day 2000ish and loads of people were in fancy dress. He had a suit, a trilby and shades on and the rest of him was covered in bandages! He’d come as the invisible man, fantastic! Obviously he was banned at the time as usual and the spotters sussed him and had to throw him out, they were loving his cheek with wry smiles though. I was in the square in Germany ‘88 when he said he was going to kill the Russian goalie as well. An absolute legend, ‘u got 10p mate,’ defined watching city in the eighties...
 
A legendary character of which sadly there are too few about these days........even if he owes me a few bob for all those 10p's especially with inflation
 
Used to see him on Donald Francis' coach which went from Picadilly.
Memorable wed night at Brum away when they stormed the pitch and ran at us from the other end whilst we were in the away corner.
Donald and other loons were in their seats next to us waving.
All arrested and never made roll call on the coach on the way back.
"Lend me 10p fingy"
Oh my mis-spent youth!
 
If that is Fonzo Buller of MVITA fame from the Met in Didsbury he was also a very good footballer. Think he lives down in Cornwall / Devon these days.

One of the brothers was on come dine with me a couple of years ago.
 
saw him at Keele services mid 80's after a night game,fuck knows who he was with,came walking out of the shop with one of them Sony walkmans that weren't long out...."hey thingy...how do these fuckin things work"?....told him he'd need batteries....."ah right".....he disappeared back into the shop then reappeared sure enough with some batteries which he'd obviously rifled too then walked off....was just about to get into our bus & he reappeared again with the headphones on...i asked him how much it cost him all in all...he said....."shurrup i'm listening to John Peel"....
 
I met him once in the late 80’s on a Yelloways coach to Southport (not football). Said he was visiting a relative. When he got back in for the return journey, he had a full jar of sweets (like the ones at the back of a sweetshop that they weighed a 1/4 for you) that he passed around :-)

Remember the Yelloways office on the high street in Heywood 70's and 80's.
 
Mad days really today's match going fan's who didn't experience them wouldn't believe it.
I said exactly the same thing in The Cool Cats thread.
It annoys me when some young kid on here(who wasn't even thought of in the 70s/80s and probably even the 90s) comes over all sanctimonious and makes out that we are modern day Attila The Huns,who lay waste to every town and city we visited back in the day.
But us FOCs know that it was just the way things were back then,for better or worse.
A bit like heading a football to be honest.
 
I said exactly the same thing in The Cool Cats thread.
It annoys me when some young kid on here(who wasn't even thought of in the 70s/80s and probably even the 90s) comes over all sanctimonious and makes out that we are modern day Attila The Huns,who lay waste to every town and city we visited back in the day.
But us FOCs know that it was just the way things were back then,for better or worse.
A bit like heading a football to be honest.

They think we glorify the violence but that's not the case, the violence was an undercurrent of going to a game. Sure there was a hard core who sought it out, just like today, but most didn't, but sometimes you couldn't avoid it. I know one thing going to a game was a lot more fun back then in spite of us being shit on the pitch most of the time.
 
The latter day daft donald
Faded jeans, far too long.
Paper in back pocket.
Bookies pen behind ear.
Thick rimmed specs.
Still a top fella who always brought a smile.
 
My mum used to run a travel agent’s on the top floor of Middleton arndale.
Donald was always hanging around outside and the security guards was always moving him along.
My mum always used say hi to him, then one day my mum made him a brew and he was sat in the shop chatting with my mum, the security guards came in and said do you want us to get rid of him?
My mum told them he’s fine and not doing any harm, they said you don’t really know what he’s like and to watch him.
My mum being nice person just ignored them.
A few weeks passed and Donald comes walking across the top floor of the arndale with his hand in his jacket like he’s trying to conceal something while looking about and looking shifty.
My mum panicked for a minute thinking god maybe the security guards was right.
Donald came walking in the shop and pulled out a red rose in a box and said I’ve got you this.
When my mum asked why he said it was cos everyone treats him like crap and she was always nice to him.
Turns out he was looking shifty cos he was checking if any of his mates spotted him and took the piss : )
 
My mum used to run a travel agent’s on the top floor of Middleton arndale.
Donald was always hanging around outside and the security guards was always moving him along.
My mum always used say hi to him, then one day my mum made him a brew and he was sat in the shop chatting with my mum, the security guards came in and said do you want us to get rid of him?
My mum told them he’s fine and not doing any harm, they said you don’t really know what he’s like and to watch him.
My mum being nice person just ignored them.
A few weeks passed and Donald comes walking across the top floor of the arndale with his hand in his jacket like he’s trying to conceal something while looking about and looking shifty.
My mum panicked for a minute thinking god maybe the security guards was right.
Donald came walking in the shop and pulled out a red rose in a box and said I’ve got you this.
When my mum asked why he said it was cos everyone treats him like crap and she was always nice to him.
Turns out he was looking shifty cos he was checking if any of his mates spotted him and took the piss : )
Great story, The big soft twat!!! Although going off the previous stories I bet he nicked the rose from the Interflora shop near Tommys Chippy.
 

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