My love of all things blue started when my mum and two brothers returned from living in Jamaica throughout the sixties, leaving my Dad behind.
My new best friend at school one day asked who I supported and I had no idea what the hell is was going on about. After explaining that everyone must support a football team I asked him who he supported; he replied Man City. As it was good enough for him then it will do for me.
One time when we all returned to Jamaica for our holidays I told this story to my Dad after he wondered why I was keen to see the scores for the new season. He had never talked about football before but I was amazed to lean that when he went to collage in Jamaica in the 40/50s his college house was called Manchester City, (The other houses were named after other England teams) and he had always had a soft spot for them. So I have stayed with them now for 50 years this summer.