"I need to return to the days of my youth, fond memories I just have to hold. I really don't like facing the truth, I really don't like growing old. I need to go back every now, and then, to times sadly long gone, I need to hear the Beatles again, release another fab No1. I need to do one more daring "belly flop" across a Toxteth back entry wall, "Don't worry mum, I'm nearly six, honest I'm not going to fall." I really need to hear my lovely mums voice calling, "Frank come in for your dinner!" "No, I can't come in yet mum, not until I've scored the winner!" I need to hear my dad gently whisper, "goodnight, my precious little son," but I know that's not going to happen, because a dad...I've never had one. I need to play football again, to feel that ball at my once nimble feet, I need to run wild, and daft with my mates, playing crazy games again, out in the street. I need to see Vernon, and Young, scoring goals for the mighty blues! I need to "bunk in" at the Gwladys street end, because I hated waiting in queues. I need my loft full of pigeons, again watch them flying so free in the sky, What made them come back so faithfully to me? I've always wondered why? I need to see Mary, my girlfriend again, just to feel that strange tingle inside, because every time that we held each other close, our love we just couldn't hide. I need to go cross country running, through local woods called Radshaw Nook, oh, my head is spinning with fond memories, I'm sure that I could write a book. But wait, I need to just stop, and realise, that right now is the best time of my life, because I am blessed with my lovely family, and Mary my still beautiful wife."