"Happy memories of my spell as a 'Saint' in 1975 and 1976, except when I had a coming together with Jack Millen, resulting in a broken collar bone and in the my first meeting back colliding with Kevin Jolly and ending up on the cycle track and another broken collar bone. It does not seem like 30 years ago it is all so vivid. At the beginning of each meeting the bikes were lined up on the track, in front of the grandstand, the riders then marched to the tune 'While the Saints go marching in'. Whenever I hear that song it reminds me of Scunthorpe Speedway."