I lived in London in 1990 - 1993. The 1990 World Cup was my gateway tournament too! Two years later I was faffing about downstairs in the house I lived in, in Highbury Fields. There was a big expanse of windows running the length of the house, and as it was a mild sunny day, they were open. I heard voices, looked out, and approaching from the left, slowly strolling down my street, were Gary Lineker and his wife. My jaw hit the floor. I couldn't believe my eyes! It was beyond exciting. The most famous man in England was walking past MY house!! So close I could almost touch him.
I'm home in Australia now. When stories turn to celeb spotting I often reach for my Gary story but here it has no impact because few know who he is. Still, it's a glorious technicolour memory for me.
I agree Maggie, hot men in shorts alright. My lovely dad played Rugby Union, and my husband, my brother and my son....I’m waiting to see if my grandson will play. Hours of viewing pleasure 😉 🏈
My son’s headmaster could be Gary’s brother. Swoon.
Crikey!
I lived in London in 1990 - 1993. The 1990 World Cup was my gateway tournament too! Two years later I was faffing about downstairs in the house I lived in, in Highbury Fields. There was a big expanse of windows running the length of the house, and as it was a mild sunny day, they were open. I heard voices, looked out, and approaching from the left, slowly strolling down my street, were Gary Lineker and his wife. My jaw hit the floor. I couldn't believe my eyes! It was beyond exciting. The most famous man in England was walking past MY house!! So close I could almost touch him.
I'm home in Australia now. When stories turn to celeb spotting I often reach for my Gary story but here it has no impact because few know who he is. Still, it's a glorious technicolour memory for me.
I agree Maggie, hot men in shorts alright. My lovely dad played Rugby Union, and my husband, my brother and my son....I’m waiting to see if my grandson will play. Hours of viewing pleasure 😉 🏈