Late on a winter's night in 1976 at the age of 5, I lay awake in bed, absolutely petrified.
Something was causing a man to shout, swear and bang in the lounge beneath my room.
When I eventually went downstairs, I found my elated Dad sitting in front of the last couple of minutes of the football highlights on TV.
He'd watched his team, Aberdeen, reach the Scottish League Cup Final with a dramatic 5-1 victory over Rangers.
It was the first in a series of events that would forge an amazing relationship with my Dad as we followed Aberdeen at home and away, for the next ten years.
It was a time when the enormous fan base of the Old Firm rampaged through the streets and football grounds of Scotland.
A time when we watched Alex Ferguson's Aberdeen rise to the top of Scottish and European football, and then fall all the way back down again...