SimonC Wrote: (01-05-2024, 07:46 PM)
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The Forest of Dean is the part of Gloucestershire that other people from Gloucestershire tell jokes about. People from the other parts of the Forest tell jokes about Cinderford.
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Maidenhead won 4-0 at Cinderford in the FA Cup in 2010. An 'interesting' place - I remember one of our lot commenting that it resembled Royston Vasey.
A load of us got a bus there from Gloucester, but some stayed too long in the clubhouse, post-match, and were in real danger of missing the train home. A woman in her 60s, (who might've been knitting, if my memory serves, and was sat at a nearby table) said that she'd overheard about our plight and would get her husband to give us a lift to Gloucester station. Initially we politely refused, but she insisted and her husband came over to say that it really wasn't a problem.
It transpired that our chauffeur was called Ray and his wife (who didn't accompany us for the car journey, BTW) was called Beryl. They followed the Foresters home and away and were keen for our experience of Cinderford - and Cinderford Town in particular - to be a favourable one. Catching our appointed train home (by a whisker) after a 30+ minute drive through, at times, winding country lanes certainly helped!
We gave Ray £30 as way of payment (which he initially refused to accept) and promised to attend a Cinderford away game. Two of us subsequently attended their league match at Winchester in 2015 (a 0-0 bore fest). Ray and Beryl were there. I hope they're still about to celebrate promotion.
SimonC Wrote: (01-05-2024, 07:46 PM)
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The Forest of Dean is the part of Gloucestershire that other people from Gloucestershire tell jokes about. People from the other parts of the Forest tell jokes about Cinderford.
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Maidenhead won 4-0 at Cinderford in the FA Cup in 2010. An 'interesting' place - I remember one of our lot commenting that it resembled Royston Vasey.
A load of us got a bus there from Gloucester, but some stayed too long in the clubhouse, post-match, and were in real danger of missing the train home. A woman in her 60s, (who might've been knitting, if my memory serves, and was sat at a nearby table) said that she'd overheard about our plight and would get her husband to give us a lift to Gloucester station. Initially we politely refused, but she insisted and her husband came over to say that it really wasn't a problem.
It transpired that our chauffeur was called Ray and his wife (who didn't accompany us for the car journey, BTW) was called Beryl. They followed the Foresters home and away and were keen for our experience of Cinderford - and Cinderford Town in particular - to be a favourable one. Catching our appointed train home (by a whisker) after a 30+ minute drive through, at times, winding country lanes certainly helped!
We gave Ray £30 as way of payment (which he initially refused to accept) and promised to attend a Cinderford away game. Two of us subsequently attended their league match at Winchester in 2015 (a 0-0 bore fest). Ray and Beryl were there. I hope they're still about to celebrate promotion.