Well that was a goid send of.
Back in the Coffee House in Wavetree it was like a little reunion of lads frim the match from the late 80's. Was nice to have a good chat with Sheila Coleman too. Apparently I was the last to leave and dont remember getting home. I will never surprise myself as when I get like that my coat , keys and shoes are exactly where they should be when I wake up. My dad taught me well.
RIP Alan. In a bit lid .