I was 10 years old in 1959. My dad had a chip shop on Claremont Road – close to Maine Road. We couldn’t afford to pay to go in but my mum knitted me a blue and white scarf and I used to stand outside with my friends and enjoy the atmosphere. There was usually a man carrying a big board that said , ‘the end of the world is nigh’. I wondered if he was right or was he just a fan who understood what it was really like to be a City supporter?

I also remember a van that used to print the ‘Football Pink’ right outside the ground – you could almost smell the ink! At about 20 past 4 they used to open the gates and sometimes we sneaked in to watch the last 20 minutes of the game! These days I have a season ticket with my youngest son, Sam, in the Colin Bell Stand. Next year I celebrate my 60th birthday, 50 years of watching City and thankfully the world still hasn’t come to an end although. just like MCFC, life has had it’s ups and downs!