LAST weekend a few old school pals and I stood on an open terrace as the freezing North Sea whipped the back of Gayfield Park, watching the mighty Arbroath play in the second tier of Scottish football.
As the final whistle blew on a hard-fought 1-1 draw with Greenock Morton, where Arbroath manfully attempted to correct their false position in the tough second tier of Scottish football a kindly soul asked us: “Will ye be back?”
“Yes, thanks very much,” we all replied eagerly, “it’s been great. We’re definitely coming back.”
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