The first time I went to The Florrie was in about 1975, because all my mates from school, St Finbar’s went there, and I boxed over the road in the Golden Gloves. I was there from 4 ‘til 9 after school every day, Tommy Bache and Georgie Trebble were my trainers. But I used to come to The Florrie to visit my mates upstairs at the boxing gym. If they were any good they’d get sent over to our gym. I remember all the faces.. the Athertons, Shaun Lloyd, John Highland, John McGovern, Michael Foley, Mark Gallagher, John Gallagher. Any of the boxers my age would remember me, I used to batter them! My sister Michelle Foster was here all the time, around 1977 she lived here! Girls were allowed in then. Most of the time it was a run down bombdy! Everything was sectioned off, you weren’t allowed in certain rooms because they were falling down! Everything was rotten. In later years, about 2000 before it was done up, I used to walk past with my daughter every Sunday, tell her stories about The Florrie. When I saw the scaffolding I said to her it was going to reopen. She’s grown up now, just the other day she said "Isn’t it funny how you used to tell me about The Florrie all the time, and now you’re the caretaker?"