Dad loved to watch football but I'm not convinced he was ever very good at playing. When we were kids me, my brothers and our friends from the estate used to regularly play at the Four Acres field. Dad would sometimes come along and try to join in. He was no match for our youthful energy and skill but that didn't matter. Any time anyone went past him he'd just pick them up, turn 180 degrees and put them down on the other side. He played to his strengths with a smile on his face. Mart