Recalling happy days of a Friday night trip to Southport back in 1976. Me and three mates bombed up there in my old Ford Zephyr, saw a tidy enough game in which we came back with a point thanks to a Graham Collier equaliser. We were all happy as Larry on the way back singing and laughing till we realised I’d got on the M6 North and were only 80 miles from Carlisle. Yep we were green as grass back then but we sure had a laugh, got back into town around 1 in the morning, knackered but still laughing.
No Sat Nav back then of course :-)
Aye and my map reading mate riding shotgun wasn’t much of a map reader after a few beers.
