I only knew one of my grandparents, my grandad and he lived in London, my mum and dad had no interest in football, my brother was a F*rest fan, living on Meadow Lane as a youngster I passed the ground every day on my way to school. I first went to a match in the early 1960s with an older boy and I was hooked.
I’ve tried very hard to get my sons involved one wasn’t interested at all but my eldest son came regularly with me until he got married and had a family, now I take my grandson whenever I can, he does enjoy it.