My everlasting memory of Manchester City was the whole experience of going to Maine Road. Walking up a couple of hours before the match to do mind your car whilst my dad was in the Buzz of the Bee pub by the ground. My dad walking up to get me so we could get chippy from the corner, the Chippy was still there when we moved out of the ground. Standing in the Kippax and climbing the stantion so I could see the match. Climbing over the corner of the Kippax wall to avoid the crush of the crowds getting out and walking with the mass of the crowds leaving the ground. Watchin Manchester City wasn’t just turning up in a car it was a whole day event. Father and Son bonding, Chips from the chippy which we could rarely afford during the week. The year would be around 75-76 and I loved spending the time with my dad watching Manchester City at Maine Road.