75 years a Vale fan: part three of Stuart Dean’s Port Vale memoirs
The third instalment of long-standing Port Vale supporter Stuart Dean’s memoirs of decades supporting the club…
Nostalgia and memoirs
75 years a Vale fan: part two of Stuart Dean’s Port Vale memoirs
The second instalment of long-standing Port Vale supporter Stuart Dean’s memoirs of decades supporting the club…
75 years a Vale fan: part one of Stuart Dean’s Port Vale memoirs
Long-standing Port Vale supporter Stuart Dean is sharing his memoirs of decades supporting the club on onevalefan.co.uk
British School of Motoring
Barry Edge’s latest memoir is a poignant memory of when he took his driving test…
Moving ‘Camp’ Esperance, Western Australia
Here’s another very welcome memoir from OVF’s very own Barry Edge…
A single act of kindness
Barry Edge’s latest poem shows how a new era has brought a refreshing change and how it impacts fans around the world.
Déjà vu?
Barry believes in Déjà vu and here’s a Port Vale related story involving that very phenomenon.
That’s our ship, it’s leaving without us
It’s Wednesday 6th April, 1960 and Barry is sightseeing in Colombo, Ceylon now Sri Lanka.
The Bookkeeper
Barry Edge recalls another memorable experience in the mid-1980s as his memoirs continue.
Canine cuisine
It’s another of Barry Edge’s entertaining memoirs and this time he recalls a memorable trip to Kalumburu, Western Australia.
Not black and white
Barry Edge looks back on two defining moments in his life – one during a game of Aussie Rules football.
He was not just another Jones
In this latest anecdote from Barry there’s a lot of Jones involved and some Welsh telepathy to boot…
Nocturnal Runners
Barry Edge’s latest memoir tells of two nocturnal runners – one chasing the other.
My sister was fit to be tied
Barry Edge’s memoir concerns a very angry sibling, a glass floor and a trip to Blackpool.
And don’t you point that gun at me!
Another anecdote from Barry Edge this one concerning a bizarre incident en route to a holiday…
Barry, I’m thirsty….
A world away from football but a subject that will touch all our hearts – Barry’s tale about family, stress and remembrance has a gloriously happy ending…
A brief encounter
In another of his memoirs, Barry recalls an unusual experience in the desert… Barry Edge writes… A Brief Encounter Those who know me will be aware that I love the Australian desert country. I can remember exactly the where and when my conversion took place. It was early morning Friday 15th April 1960 when waking […]
Away days…
Here’s Barry Edge with his memories of his solitary trip on the road with his beloved Port Vale FC.
My first car – a Triumph Mayflower
In this message to the OVF editor, Barry Edge recalls the purchase of his first secondhand car…
A member for a shilling
Barry Edge’s memoir reflects on the sad fact that the club’s history has always been about scraping around for economic survival…
Unbecoming to behave like silly sods
In this memoir, Barry Edge recalls journeys to Vale Park to watch his beloved Port Vale play.