City of Aberdeen and its football club.

[57vintage]

Four of us queued taking it in turns, My mate still tells me he heard a well-dressed Wifie behind him asking "Which one's Gordon Strachan ? I was on the fitba special train for the return at Anfield. Supposedly the first "dry" train ever.. Oh dearie Me the whole train was totally blootered by the time we got to Lime St. Vodka, Gin, Whisky, Brandy you name the spirit it there was all camouflaged in Coke Orange Lemonade etc bottles, We were in some Quayside bar at 8am and it was packed with Dandies afore the 11am departure so you can imagine the state when we got to Liverpool. Was anyone on here aboard ?

We went to the St Machar Bar for some fortifying pints, and headed for Merkland Road East about 10pm via Orchard St to pick up ‘supplies’ and sleeping bags. Uncomfortable as **** on that pavement, but got tickets about 45 minutes after the turnstiles opened. The number of ****s who never went near Pittodrie, and loved to criticise everything about the club, who wanted tickets was shocking. They were all told to **** off.

The special train to Anfield was a horror show. Pushed into every siding between the Joint Station and Lime Street, food and drink supplies exhausted by the border. Met by mounted feds who escorted us to the game and back again, no chance of getting a pint or onything fae a chipper - NB: CHIPPER, and a seven hour journey hame, only to find when I switched on the TV that Reagan had won the US Presidential Election. Barbarism on many counts.

Forget the Sloop John B, that was definitely the worst trip I’ve ever been on.

[stewarty27]

Forget the Sloop John B, that was definitely the worst trip I’ve ever been on.

I dunno I really enjoyed it I've no recollection of sidings or any of the journey South come to that ! Our table was well stocked with Bacardi n Coke in an Orange aid bottle, G&T in a diet Coke bottle and lets not forget the delightful White Russian's in a 4 litre milk tub, Food was not an issue. We joined the long march (nae choice) but a bus stop was dodged into unseen. 2/4 pint later and a taxi to the ground my Mate and I were in Anfield before the Jarrow marchers even arrived . Slept all the way back. Great day oot.