In 1959, the year after the Munich disaster, at the age of 10, I cycled from my home in Timperley to Harry Gregg’s house in Sale in order to try to get his autograph. When I knocked at the door his wife invited me in as Harry hadn’t got back from training. I was devastated to learn from your obituary (18 February) that she must have died a year or so later.
When Harry returned, we sat and had a cup of tea and talked about Manchester United and football in general but not, obviously, about Munich. I left with a signed photograph and a wonderful memory of the afternoon. I don’t suppose that such a thing could happen today.
A great man and a very fine goalkeeper. I still haven’t forgiven Nat Lofthouse for that foul in the cup final.
Bob Wood
Manchester
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