Tonight Mathew I am going to be an Evertonian.

So the day had come. Around at a mates house for a bbq and after having a bet with an Evertonian at the start of the season that whoever finished below the other person in the league they would have to don the other persons team footy top and post it on Facebook. Now this bet was a follow-up to a bet on the previous seasons F.A.Cup semi final. Stripping away my red allegiance I did not fancy the bet as I honestly thought Everton would finish above Liverpool this (last) season. But in the interest of sporting integrity I decided to take the bet on and in hindsight should have had £50 on Everton finishing above Liverpool to cushion the blow. So after a few Desperado’s for Dutch courage I duly obliged and put the Everton top on and went the whole hog and sported a Fellani wig as well. Lots of smiles from the blue’s and smirks from the reds. So the picture was put on facebook and the bet paid. I didn’t miss too much of the bbq after racing into my mates shower to cleanse myself after the event and had a stiff caramel vodka to finally put and end to my shaking. I will be able to look back in years to come at the picture and say look at me in that Everton top with the classic badge, opposed to the new dodgy one just released. So below in full technicolor is the picture. My dad thankfully is no longer alive to see the heinous crime committed. A man who when I was young would ask me “who is that” pointing to a Bill Shankly picture on my bedroom wall. “Bill Shankly” I would reply, “No son Mr Shankly” Joking apart though my old man would have wanted me to put the top on as a bet is indeed a bet and some sound advice always pay your gambling and drug debts off !!!

Neil Fay Evertonian

So after coming home from the bbq last night with a bit of a sunburnt fod I ended up watching todays playoff final being lazy on the couch with the bloody fire on ! A long day yesterday as I was up with the bambino in the morning and spent this quality time letting her dance to the new Daft Punk album. It was my turn to get up with the baby as the night before Mrs Fay was having her book club. You know a night when loads of women make a lot of noise after drinking a lot of wine all in the name of literature. A very cultured night indeed. This got me thinking that maybe I could set up a male version. Straight away I thought of the last Friday in every month could be the start of vintage magazine night. As it was my idea I would get the ball rolling and host the first night (Mrs Fay could get up with the baby the following morning) Me and my mates could sit in the living room with a glass of wine and some nibbles and I would stand up and introduce the first vintage magazine. “Good evening gentlemen of the South Liverpool vintage magazine society, welcome to our first meeting which will be held on the final Friday of every month. Let me start by introducing my vintage magazine. This copy was from July 1989 and I was just 15 when I acquired this copy. Luckily this copy is in pristine condition due to it first being kept inside of my Deacon Blue twelve inch singles and latterly mistakenly put into my loft thus allowing it to survive to this day and not be discarded into next doors bin. I present to you my July 1989 copy of The Razzle” I am sure my mates could then introduce similar vintage magazines over the next few months like Escort, Club and Mayfair. We could look back at the retro almost romantic vintage magazine era instead of the instant on demand in your pocket on the iphone era. Anyway this blog stops abruptly here as to shame myself in an Everton top and reveal I am a perv as well is far too much for one blog.


Fay x x x x

P.S if anybody has the readers wives christmas 1985 edition I am prepared to pay top dollar for it ;0)


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