My great grandad was an English catholic who married a woman who was the daughter of first generation Irish immigrants. I think she was born in Ireland. Either way, he joined the army at the start of WWI and his regiment was sent to Ireland in 1916. He wasn’t trusted so he was sent to the Western front instead. He was disciplined more than once for ‘failing to keep up’ on marches. I thought it was because he was relatively old, but it turns out he kept staying in the pub every time they got to a village. But, back on topic, I am a fervent republican, in both senses of the word and am appalled at myself for finding Mr W. Windsor’s affection for our club quite touching.
