There was only one thing that Granda enjoyed more than a tipple and that was a tipple when travelling the world to see Scotland play. But what comes along with slight alcohol consumption when on holiday with the Tartan Army? I’ll tell you. Antics!

Chapter 7: Up to nae good

In 1958 a fifteen-year-old boy picked up his bike and cycled 300 miles to go to his first Scotland game.

That boy grew up to become a pioneer of life, who accumulated hundreds of thousands of miles to see almost every Scotland game in the process.

This is my account of him, alongside stories recollected from those that knew him, about how my Granda conquered the world, one football match (and an occasional Glenmorangie) at a time.

This audiobook was produced by www.weare10.com

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In 1958 a fifteen-year-old boy picked up his bike and cycled 300 miles to go to his first Scotland game. That boy grew up to become a pioneer of life, who accumulated hundreds of thousands of miles to see almost every Scotland game in the process. This is my account of him, alongside stories recollected from those that knew him, about how my Granda conquered the world, one football match (and an occasional Glenmorangie) at a time. This audiobook was produced by www.weare10.com

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