The 1974 World Cup being on telly and a lot of the boys at infant school running to get home to watch the afternoon games. I'd just turned 7 and up to that point had no interest in football.

My best mate Simon Humphries, who was a footy fan, supported the same team as his Liverpool born dad. I think that's how I came to follow Everton. Thank fuck his old man was a Blue.

Bizarrely, I found out later on, once the footy and EFC bug had bitten me, my Dad (who had died when I was 5) had actually been an Evertonian as well.