Salford Days

A Memory of Salford.

Salford streets so dark and grey, but on them in Ordsall we all did play. The Irwells waters at Mark Addy bridge. The rubber works smell, in my nostrils still. No computers or games, just kids at play. Sticks, old prams, the toys we had, there were never toys that were a fad. I will always remember my Irdsall life. Growing up gave me two children and a wife.

A Salford lad like me dad. Many things we never had. Pride intact, that's a fact.