memoirs

Forty plus kids, a magician, badly dressed ‘Disney characters, lots of food and drinks, and Barry was Santa Claus.

In this memoir Barry tells us about a work college who would drone on about Liverpool FC until, that is, the day he revealed he was a true blue Valiant…

Barry wants to know how many of us have ever sensed that spooky feeling of coincidence. You know the stuff: occupying the same place or position; the same space or time; the same name or history; and so on.

Rugby Union Football, party-goers, bikies with baseball bats and a vicious attack in retaliation. This is a different story from the keyboard of Aussie Rules.

The 1962 Empire Games in Perth, Western Australia; an Englishman winning the marathon; hillbillies ‘Downunder; and a meal that left Barry retching.

Barry’s days as a youth leader in Western Australia have yielded some interesting stories for onevalefan. But his one takes some beating.

Barry says he was on his lunch hour when he decided to go to the bank to organise an international money order for the Valiants match sponsorship against Blackpool.

Mother’s Day in Oz, Port Vale and the play-offs and the irony of it all…

She wasn’t really a Port Vale fan and their boy/girl friendship was, to say the least, short lived – surviving only until he met a girl from Bentilee. That’s right folks, it’s another memoir from Barry.

This is another of Barry’s memoirs that beggars belief. But our true blue Valiant from ‘Downunder’ has often said that truth is far stranger than fiction.

Barry tells us he was going to put his latest memoir on onevalefan’s front page last Thursday. But as we all now know February 12, 2004 proved to be a huge Red Letter Day with the changing of managers – Brian saying goodbye to us whilst we, in turn, welcomed Martin to the helm. Since […]

With a blank weekend for Port Vale we’ve uploaded two fun features to take your mind off the football – Battleships and Concentration. But if it’s a quiet read you’re looking for Barry’s latest memoir may do the trick. Ostensibly it’s a story about his mum with the very important ‘ingredient’ of his dad’s banjo.

Our favourite Aussie shares some fascinating stories and memoirs with ovf. This one is no exception. It’s a long read. But worth it.

Barry is taking a break for thirty minutes to enjoy a cup of tea. Yes Barry, pull the other one. A nice glass of red wine perhaps.

Barry Edge is an exiled Valiant living in Western Australia. In this, his latest memo from ‘Downunder, he begs the question whether soccer’s modern day changes are for the better.

Barry’s taking another one of his ‘Thirty minute Time-outs’. He says it’s either that or he’ll be found running and screaming into the arms of the nearest straightjacket.

Exiled Valiant Barry Edge lives in Perth, Western Australia and is a regular columnist for onevalefan. In this story he tells us about another football code and a man who would go to hell and back to be at the game.

How many of you have ever wondered what it was the butler saw through that keyhole? Well, you wont have to spend a penny to find out what Barry and his lovely lady saw on a train to Kalgoorlie. Just a few moments of your time is enough.

Exiled Valiant Barry Edge lives in Perth, Western Australia and is a regular columnist for onevalefan. This story tells, in part, of Barry’s Cellarhead schooldays sweetheart who lived in Dilhorne.

Exiled Valiant Barry Edge lives in Perth, Western Australia. In this memoir he tells us when and why he put away his football boots forever.

It’s Barry’s turn to share a tale or two about music and musical instruments. Well, one instrument really – a Flügelhorn. In fact, this will be the first of two stories about Flügelhorns. We are told the second story took place in Oz., whilst this one took place at the Michelin Tyre Works, Stoke-on-Trent.

Exiled Valiant Barry Edge lives in Perth, Western Australia and is a regular columnist for onevalefan. In this memoir he links his own personal boyhood version of the card game known as Klondike solitaire to football in general, and Port Vale in particular.

It’s an old saying that whilst most things change some will always stay the same. In this memoir Barry highlights how one particular Australian custom has definitely stayed the same.