Aubenas

Going to the World
JUNE 14, 2010

I went to the World Cup in 1966. I was 14 and it was no big deal, at least, not in today’s terms. A friend and I sent away for tickets for three games at Everton’s Goodison Park. They arrived in the post and we were all set.

Getting there was easy too. A short walk to the local station in the Southport suburb of Birkdale, and then a 25 minute train journey.

As a Scot living in England, and in those pre-digital ...