From San Starko to Hayes Lane

Standing on the sun-soaked platform at Kirkcaldy railway station, I stared at my one-way ticket into the unknown. The distance from Kirkcaldy to London Kings Cross was 444 miles; not quite 500 miles but close enough, I quietly proclaimed.

I’d decided to move away from my home in Fife to see what else life had to offer. But standing on the platform that day, I had one overriding thought: How would I survive not being able to see my beloved Raith Rovers play?

Some might consider that a ludicrous thought at a time of such upheaval, but watching the Rovers and being around football every weekend was my outlet in life.