As you can imagine, a scouser there sticks out like a sore thumb but they all seem to love him. I'd like to start getting him on the West Country Blues coach, so would appreciate any details soon as. Coyb

I know the West Country Blues are a particularly well run and stalwart group; I'm delighted you all had a day to enjoy after so many deeply disappointing home matches.

I've been on 3 ends of the spectrum. Well 4 actually. In fact many sides of the following Everton spectrum.

Spending time in Germany as a kid. Great football education but having to be drip-fed Everton information as it was the mid-70s.

A season ticket holder in the 80s; blessed to see us win 2 titles, an FA Cup and European Trophy. The train from Hunts Cross to Kirkdale.

Time away in parts of the world where I relied on a dodgy wireless connection or a radio communication because the guys knew I wanted to know the result. I've converted many non-scousers into being closet Evertonians over the years!

To where I am now and being fortunate enough (blessed) to go and watch Everton more than I was able to previous.

But, being London based, I totally appreciate and understand the time effort and money it takes to follow Everton from afar. It's not about the money but it deserves kudos and respect.

The introduction of Frank Lampard from the tunnel to the field was very impressive, it followed the Brentford fans, literally right next to me in The Upper Bullens, giving their team and manager a great welcome onto the field, that applause seemed like a whisper to the roars that welcomed Everton’s team onto the field, then raised up a few notches more when Lampard took to the field, a memory to remember.

I don’t think we dared lose that game after such an introduction and welcome for the new manager, but as Frank said later, that game has gone it’s the next game that matters and the one after that etc etc, keep the momentum going, gather ye roses while ye may, substitute points for roses.

Good upbeat article, we all enjoyed the 'have a go' attitude of the players, about time they showed some fight.

However "a club re-born"? Let's wait and see, the Premier League is a completely different animal to the FA Cup. Newcastle will be well and truly up for it, that will be a good test of our nerve and fight.

It brought back memories of the great night back in 1985. Wot a night that was and don't forget there was an extra 14 to 15,000 screaming Blues that night.

I travel 60-odd miles to see the Blues – nowhere near as much as you, Dave. From one old timer to another... 👍👍

Great to read about the welcome Frank received, sounds like it was quite a moment. Glad you had what sounds like a perfect day.

Always funny hearing from the further-flung blues, where the trip to a home game reminds me of a trip to an away!

The best thing for me yesterday was the crowd atmosphere. Hardly anyone around us in the Lower Gwladys left early, not even at 4-1. And the vast majority remained after the final whistle to clap the players off and acknowledge "Super Frank".

As we finally left, we met all the lads coming down the stairs from the upper tier, singing their hearts out like the game was still on.

Very uplifting when you're 4 to 5 hours from home.

I've been an almost ever-present since 1958 but missed the introduction of Lampard due to unexpected congestion getting into the Upper Gwladys.

For most games, it takes about 5 minutes to get in but occasionally can take a lot longer. On Saturday it took 15 minutes and I sat down at 3:06 pm.

There's only three sets of gates but I don't suppose they'll ever sort it now because of the impending move to the new stadium at Bramley-Moore Dock.

My own fault. I can't resist my trip to the Goodison Supper Bar!

As our skinhead song goes, "Those Were The Days, My Friend.
Earliest I can remember starting and allowed to go on my own is 47p to get in the Gwladys Street end, very early '70s.

Really hope the new stadium at Bramley-Moore Dock has a spiritual home end – a new Gwladys Street terrace for the next generation. Do you remember the Barker and Dobson sweet sellers around the touchline. After a very strong letter from my dad to the club, they had to stop wearing bright red jackets.

Total nutter, my dad and even wrenched the front door off its hinges because the council in its wisdom painted ours red. We had no front door for 3 days believe or not. Those where the days indeed. Not. 🤔💙