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The Day Before Yesterday: 97 - We Won The Cup

...Going up the stairs one day, I noticed the little jacket had slipped off its hook and was lying on the floor. Picking it up, I noticed a Band-Aid strip on the inside. Looking closer I found another and yet another...

Gladys Schofield tells of a young son's ingenuity.

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The football season was drawing to a close again in 1951. The same limping person kept coming home at the end of the game and had to be massaged back to normal again and again. He played plenty of sport without this, so I asked him if he would give up soccer now we had another child and to my surprise he said he would, after the cup game, which was due the following Saturday.

This time they played and won the match, so he was now the owner of a small silver cup. This was for the Huddersfield and District FA 1951. He had certainly earned it. A lasting reminder of his weekly wounds. The first cup of many in the years to come for his other sport, cricket.

Rod had a new jacket for school. Uniforms were not worn until they went to High School. This jacket was made of a type of vinyl, made to look like leather. He was very proud of this coat, it never seemed to be off his back and being a tearaway at this age, it surprised me how well he kept it and always hung it on its hook in the hallway.

Going up the stairs one day, I noticed the little jacket had slipped off its hook and was lying on the floor. Picking it up, I noticed a Band-Aid strip on the inside. Looking closer I found another and yet another. Each one neatly covering a tear in this coat. I counted at least ten of these dressings scattered throughout the coat, what a lot of thought had gone into the camouflaging of these tears. We were bound to smile at his ingenuity.

Alan joined the cricket team at school and was shaping up to be just as good as his father. He was a good looking boy and growing fast at this age. He had also taken to tennis. I could see he was very much his Dad's boy in more ways than one. He was creeping up to my height quickly. I was glad we had taken this into consideration when we got his uniform.

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