Born and raised in Litherland my Dad was a massive Red so there was no other team I was going to support.
My cousin’s husband played for Marine And Southport so I used to go and watch him now and then, but he was a Liverpool supporter as well so my fate was sealed, thank God! I remember when we won the FA Cup for the firsttime in 1965, my Dad cried! I of course was a babe in arms! Went to secondary school and met up with a few other girls and we came together to start a fan club for Sir Roger Hunt. Our friend Irene was the driving force, we were the helpers. We stood in the Anfield Road end with our banner over the front railings, Sir Roger Hunt. We had a social for him at Blair Hall in Walton, I got him a pint, I was on cloud nine! We would watch them training at Melwood during half term and would get the bus back to Anfield to wait for them coming out after they’d had their lunch. We always knew when Big Ronn Yeats was on his way, Sloans liniment wafted out a few minutes before him! Bill Shankly once showed me how to take a photograph of my friend with Big Ron, I don’t think he was impressed with my photography skills. While at college I had a part time job in a shop in Waterloo, the owner’s brother, who was a Blue offered me a ticket to the Derby at Goodison as he couldn’t go. I was courting my future husband then, who as a blue thought I should give him the ticket, as obviously it was in the Everton end! Well I didn’t, I went on my own with my Red scarf on, and to be fair they were brilliant, they got me a box to stand on, so I could see, bought me a cup of tea and a pie at half time and toned their language down. We beat them 3-0! Sadly things aren’t the same anymore! So Liverpool have been a part of my life for as long as I can remember, and nothing will change that!