September always takes me back to Annfield. As a youngster, during a lull in a match, we would spread-eagle on the terrace. Below the “big hoose”’
Now we are shepherded into the icebox, that is the west stand. Am I a grumpy old sod, possibly. But later today I will jump on a zip line. Then swim in Traigh Allt Chaileag. All done under a later summer sun.
Enjoy the match guys. I don’t care, I won’t be there.