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1 Wembley 4th March 1967
2 Lindsay 2nd August 1977
3 Samantha 11th June 1979
4 Adrian 9th Match 1982
5 Ryan 22nd October 1994
 
1st Jan 1992 Dennis Bailey would be another one for me
We were lucky at the play off final imo plus we had the **** in charge I would go back to March 2nd 1947 nick him as a baby and stick him in a sack of kittens
 
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1966/67 to see a Jimi Hendrix early performance (after he first came to the UK and blew people away).

1975/76 to see, I suspect, the best team we've ever had.

Greece (cerca 400 BC) to see Socrates speaking.

1492 onboard the Santa Maria.

Some point in the future - either short term for vanity reasons (to see how I do) or further on to see how humanity does.
 
Yeah, me too. It was a lovely sunny day and drinking beer would've been more enjoyable than watching Bosingwa and Green ****ing it up. Brix was on the orange juice that day as far as I can recall?
Yeah, and he clearly was very unwell. Still great company and very much a father figure, even though he was only a few years older than me.
 
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I'd do the same but only from the 89th minute onwards, the previous period of the match was pure purgatory.

Having prior knowledge of the final outcome would heighten the anticipation though, with additional goading of the Derby fans an additional bonus!

I'd certainly like a quick word in Kneecaps ear and tell the **** to retire after the game....
 
Yeah, and he clearly was very unwell. Still great company and very much a father figure, even though he was only a few years older than me.

Brix was someone who I could look up to and respected so much. I still remember that I was able to open up to him from the first time I met him and he never judged me for my past mistakes, instead he could see the reasons I did the the things I did and saw the journey I had made and at the time was still making.
He’ll always be missed
 
I'd like to go back to ...
1. The tearing down of the Berlin Wall 1989
2. Hitler's bunker in Berlin on April 30th 1945
3. The court of Henry Vlll
4. London during the time of Dickens
5. A stroll around Rome during the period of Pax Romana.
By accident I was passing through Berlin in 1990 the weekend that Pink Floyd played The Wall Concert there, 999s. I was going to Leipzig in East Germany for work, I had spent nearly a year getting a visa for the visit .and I never actually used it.
However you still had quite a complex job swapping from West to East Germany. As there were no full connections established.

East Germany was a dirty (due to sulphur and soot,) and run down place. It was a very uneasy place, a lot of people were moving to the west...and west Germany were uneasy about the influx. I think they had realised what the reunion would mean financially...and quite how run down the East was..
So in conclusion the coming down of the wall was joyous.... perhaps the aftermath was less joyous..

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Mine...I will have to think more of.
But when hubbies niece offers us tickets to what now I know to be Freddie Mercury last public performance ( she worked for his agency) I won't say no.

I would spend more time with my Mum and Dad... I would ask him about his war he only talked a little to my hubby, never to me.I would just spend more time with my mum.

As long as I could get out alive...I would like to go back to the Cathar rebellion in Beziers and Carcassonne.



I too would like to talk more to Brixton. I met him and talked only once. He said he wondered how long I would stay on the board at the start and had been looking out for me ( how sweet) ...but said he thought I could hold my own by the time we had met. He was such a nice man.

Other things...I would not have worn my Hughesno9 Barca shirt to matches during his tenure...and I would have been down on Arry from the start, just so I could say I told you so at the end .( Mind you I would never give up the OBZ moment!!!



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By accident I was passing through Berlin in 1990 the weekend that Pink Floyd played The Wall Concert there, 999s. I was going to Leipzig in East Germany for work, I had spent nearly a year getting a visa for the visit .and I never actually used it.
However you still had quite a complex job swapping from West to East Germany. As there were no full connections established.

East Germany was a dirty (due to sulphur and soot,) and run down place. It was a very uneasy place, a lot of people were moving to the west...and west Germany were uneasy about the influx. I think they had realised what the reunion would mean financially...and quite how run down the East was..
So in conclusion the coming down of the wall was joyous.... perhaps the aftermath was less joyous..

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There was an old schoolmate of mine called Karl whose parents were rabid Communists and he would spend his weekends selling the Socialist Worker outside Brixton tube station. He eventually bought a motorbike which was East German and made by MZ, it was a pretty basic cough-box as we used to call them and when he had kids of his own he got a second-hand Wartburg which was basically a factory chimney on wheels, so it's no wonder East Germany was covered in soot and sulphur, he was doing his best to do the same to South London...
 
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There was an old schoolmate of mine called Karl whose parents were rabid Communists and he would spend his weekends selling the Socialist Worker outside Brixton tube station. He eventually bought a motorbike which was East German and made by MZ, it was a pretty basic cough-box as we used to call them and when he had kids of his own he got a second-hand Wartburg which was basically a factory chimney on wheels, so it's no wonder East Germany was covered in soot and sulphur, he was doing his best to do the same to South London...

Communist parents calling their son 'Karl'!

Full marx for that one!