Its been two weeks since that glorious Wembley visit for this seasons FA Cup Final.
I was lucky enough to get my hands on a ticket for the show-piece event of the season and had a day I will never forget.
However on the train ride home one thought kept on popping into my head.
And that thought was how much I have missed you fellow blues, the laughs the nerves the tears the euphoria, all shared and linked by a common love. Its been several years since I moved away from Manchester and although I do get up there infrequently for games, the cup final took me right back to my days on the Kippax and then the North stand back at Maine Road, away days in Oldham, Sheffield, Coventry and Wycombe (shudders) to name a few.
The day was made special from the moment I walked into the Grapes (pub near London Bridge) and the small band of blue brothers and sisters in there were asked not to sing, the photo's taken of a "special" pint of Guinness, the tube ride full of singing out to Wembley Park, some oldies came out especially songs about former players and then the atmosphere in the stadium itself.
It made me realise how much i missed being part of the family and I wanted to say thanks for making me feel like I had never been away.