I know I know, technically I should be an inbred knuckle dragger that inhabits Fratton Zoo but for the my first ever football game, I CHOSE to go to Brighton, even though we were in the 3rd or 4th division at the time.
Born Southlands Hospital 11.30pm June 20th 1958 . Concieved by accident 9 months earlier on a Houseboat in Surrey Boatyard , Shoreham Harbour - apparently there was extra rocky tide and subsequent large swell that particular night.
Pictured with Grandad, Mum and Dad.
Plus the Silver Cross Perambulator , the Rolls Royce of prams.
Brighton General Hospital at the top of Elm Grove. Use to be a workhouse apparently. Sadly my mother passed away in a adjacent ward nearly 60 years later.