November 18th

A story I need you all to heed

Of me, my dad and Peter Reid

A great thing happened one Saturday

We drove down south to see the Saints play

I tried to recall it as it happened

Flashed into the car park by Micky Adams

Headed towards the ground & as we got nearer

We were handed our tickets by a young Alan Shearer

One of the greatest days I've ever had

Me, Peter Reid and my Dad

I don't remember much about the football

A score draw I think, quite forgettable

Final whistle, that’s it, all over me thinks

No, invited into the players lounge for drinks

Coke and crisps and take a seat

Ill prepared for who we'll meet

Legends, well you decide

Dave took it all in his stride

Alan Shearer, Jimmy Case, and Tim Flowers

Big Dave Beasent loftily towers

A more crisps and a second coke

Then we are joined the greatest bloke

A gentleman it's quickly agreed

Me, my dad and Peter Reid

He broke in to his collection stories

of past bust ups and former glories

A true Evertonion the air turned blue

As he recalled what he used to do

He realised that a child heard what he'd said

He apologised profusely and patted my head

An amazing experience, what joy, what luck

Dave fitted in as if Jimmy Tarbuck

The stories stayed with me as I've grown

Dave drove me safely home

My adventures have yet to exceed

Me , my dad and Peter Reid