der bomber28
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No way! My Nana and Grandad lived in the small Avenue at the top of Broadoak. Civic end, Askern Ave.yes, both sets of grandparents lived on Broadoak road.
No way! My Nana and Grandad lived in the small Avenue at the top of Broadoak. Civic end, Askern Ave.yes, both sets of grandparents lived on Broadoak road.
I used to love reading Paul Hince. I think he passed away about 5 years ago.If he's still alive, he would surely be in his late 80s at this stage.
When he left the MEN, he went on the weekend match circuit, usually for the Mail I think, just to keep his hand in, so used to still see him in early 2000s.
He was a big Blackpool fan and quite a rude fella, if you could see him at his desk through the cigar smoke.
David Meek was an absolute diamond, as was Paul Hince.
The legend Alan Nixon was best man at my wedding.
The big rec would have been Cringle Fields/Park.As young lad coming back to Manchester from the sleepy seaside town we lived in was amazing.
We stayed with our grandparents on eastern circle Burnage. And when allowed to play out side the local kids took great interest in us lol. Can remember what seemed like a huge rec full of football pitches just up the main road near Fairly Aviation. Dad would tell us how he played football on the rec. Plus how he nicked a vice from work Fairly Aviation by tying it around his neck and rested it on his crossbar under his cycling cape. He rode back to didsbury like that lol. Mum would show us her old school at the back of Maine Road
Grandad would always have a collection of old programs and tickets for us.
Going to a match over easter was the highlight for me, the posh seats the main stand, 80p per ticket !
Before the match trying to find somewhere to park our car than walking to the ground with grandad and dad. As you got nearer the noise and smells would increase. The horseback police, the bloke with the sandwich board " the end of the world is nigh" lol. The smell of burgers and hotdogs.
Than the noise of Maine Road, the songs I didnt know.
Sometimes we wouldnt do posh seats and be near the front, that was more fun. Than walking back to the car with people selling the football pink, I could never understand how that happened so quick !
In later life I had the privilege of taking my grandad to the Vic in Burnage to have his usual after match pint. I was his first grandchild to take him for a beer. Happy days.
Now my son takes me to matches ! But no grand child on the horizon yet lol to take me for a beer
During the week we would go down the platt fields to watch City train. Can remember one time we were allowed into Maine Road to watch City train. Only a few of us there and most players came over for a chat and to sign our autograph books. A book I still have to this day along with my tickets. Things that todays fans dont get as the ticket is now on your phone.
Looking forward to being back tomorrow and Wednesday might take a look at grandads and our old homes. Feeling abit sentimental lately.
The Chronicle Pink 1956Fairly sure tha Evening News was the"pink".
As i remember the two main papers the Evening News and the Chronicle were of different formats. The News was a broadsheet and the Chronicle was of the smaller size ala todays daily Mirror.
In those days pre internet and technology it was all type set,, and my old man who was Night Manager and FOC at the Daily Express in Manchester used to start at 6pm Sat evening and they used to work through until 6am Sat morning.
Thanks for that, old memory playing tricks i'm afraid.
.... and a brilliant, laugh-out-loud funny one complete with justice and a happy ending!That’s my memory of The Pink Final.
Mum was born in Moss side early 30s & they moved to Broadoak road when she was 2, Dad lived just up the road & they both went to the school round the corner Havley Hay (spelling might be wrong).No way! My Nana and Grandad lived in the small Avenue at the top of Broadoak. Civic end, Askern Ave.
Sounded like an episode of Shameless ha ha.... and a brilliant, laugh-out-loud funny one complete with justice and a happy ending!
I used to love reading Paul Hince. I think he passed away about 5 years ago.
Edit sorry Paul, Wikipedia says you are alive and well. Sorry.
I went to Haveley Hey as well. :)Mum was born in Moss side early 30s & they moved to Broadoak road when she was 2, Dad lived just up the road & they both went to the school round the corner Havley Hay (spelling might be wrong).