so much has happened in our world since last time but suddenly a tournament draws near so all we ask is keep your poems flowing soon so soon it will be here once more and may our rhymes reflect these times -it’s coming the poetry of Euro ’24 for in the Spring in Stroud back […]

how did we manage how did we get by how did we exist as fans you and I how did we do it how did we survive what did we do …before 5 Live ?* thirty years ago right across the land radio was diff’rent for the loyal football fan? premier league only two years […]

this path we call a journey is taken without plans we turn up in all weathers with head and heart in hands we gaze like sheep upon these hills we rise and fall as one the seasons that hold promise are all too swiftly done belief is often threatened and though we understand no-one knows […]

one Christmas in the trenches they stood in mud and sand their loved ones and their football a distant far off land – the snow lay thick as thick could be a bitter chill did spread behind the sand bags and the wire they stood among the dead their sweethearts faces locked inside their tins […]

on heady days stood in the Shed for six sweet years you were imperious and smiling as we tore out our hair when I was young on Saturdays I’d be there win our lose and you stood firm composed and sure in our old Sixties Blues you played five hundred times for us and wore […]