In his final years, my Granda demonstrated resilience like I’ve never seen before. Even when tomorrow was not always easy to face, he got up, put on his nicest trousers and funky hat and he made us laugh, he made us cry and he showed us that tomorrow is nothing to be scared of when you have today.

Chapter 8: The cycle back home

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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