READING all the tributes to Tam Forsyth in Monday’s Glasgow Times brought back a memory I have of him.

I was a referee in the early 70s and every time I had Rangers I needed to book Tam. I remember it was always in the early stages of a game and it was the making of him for the rest of the match.

However, on one day at Ibrox he came into my dressing room and said “you won’t book me today ref”. “Oh, why not?” I said. “Because I am not playing, I am injured”.

Then he said “I’d like you to have a cigar as my wife had a baby last night”. I was overwhelmed to accept his gift.

Ron Marshall

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I’VE just watched a bus driver tell the hoards of high school pupils waiting on a bus, that he was only letting on five (Nicola Sturgeon gives house party warning to schoolkids after North Lanarkshire and Glasgow cluster links, Glasgow Times online).

Following that, at least 40 of them piled forward and ran upstairs without paying.

They don’t care, they think they’re invincible, kids from certain high schools.

While right next door you have the High School of Glasgow and Jordanhill and those kids are well behaved and respectable.

What’s the difference? Parenting. Poor parents = Poor behaviour.

Ricky Ricardo

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IT is surely about time “The Great Leader” threatened to deliver “the red card” to all the professional footballers who continue to spit during matches.

This is an unpleasant habit at the best of times but in our current situation it is positively dangerous to health.

M Haggarty

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MY heart goes out to the residents and what is happening to their homes (Families in year-long battle with developers working on former What Every Woman Wants site, Wednesday).

I hope the council is genuine when it says: “Our Building Standards team will continue to work with the factors and engineers to reach a solution that satisfies all parties.”

The plot is a prime site for development but any new building work must not be allowed to damage neighbouring buildings.

The cracks in the paving cannot be blamed on the age of the age of the building.

Chic Crichton

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