Burnley in about September 1975.

Don't really remember much of it, I was only just back from Gibraltar and 9 years old, in the City stand with my dad. I think it was a draw. I remember Peter Morris (maybe) getting it in the face (!) and barely flinching. Duncan Forbes may have played.

A few years later (1983) I went out with Dawn who was a nice girl next door type. Can't remember exactly what, where and when we started but one of the very first times was on Mousehold under a bush. A dog walker came very close but didn't join in. Her brother was a s**t - never walked in, though. I did have a close escape when her family came back early one time, and another time our dog was a witness and wouldn't stop barking, the f**ker, he put us right off.

So I had to do him as well. That was the last time he barked out of turn.

Posted By: APB, Mar 7, 06:09:55