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Love, loyalty and Sunderland: Tash’s tale
Friday, July 10th, 2009
The response to our publication of extracts from Tash Scott‘s evocative account of her first visit to the Stadium of Light, from her home a long way away (Cornwall, but she’s as Red and White as her father and grandfather), spoke for itself. If ever a story deserved to be told if full, this was it. Here, then, is Tash’s tale, written at 14* …
Mum had once again decided that the house looked like “a bomb had hit it”, and sent me and my brother upstairs to tidy our mess ridden rooms. I stood tentatively in the doorway looking into the abyss. The bright sun was shining through the translucent window, covered in a thousand finger prints. It shone gently across my unmade bed as though it was a blanket laid neatly across the mess.
