As Carol mentioned in her memory, as youngsters we had many visits from Uncle Henry and went to watch him play football occasionally, I remember one Saturday when Henry's car broke down on the way to the game and we ended up hitchhiking part of the way back home in the back (of what as a very young boy at the time) was a very posh Jaguar, we got a train the rest of the way home, cant remember how Henry ever got to pick his car up....

[Correction, the picture I upload of Henry and Carol would have been taken in Winchmore Hill, not Crawley as it was a little while before I appeared on the scene!)