Like many of us now approaching the autumn of our lives, we’ve been through a lot in life.

There are times when you are exasperated and frustrated by the system, be it your missus, job, kids, colleagues et al.

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Whatever happened there was always one constant in my life, Newcastle United.

From being sat on the wet cinder track as a kid in the sixties, getting Supermac’s autograph in the seventies, beaten the crap out of in 1974 at Wembley, being shoved behind a fence in the eighties to see KK run riot, then bursting with pride in the nineties at the superstars on show.

Newcastle United was my comfort, my rock, it’s what bonded me and my friends.

The smell, the buzz of SJP on a Saturday, the quick pint in the Magpie, then over Barrack road for the game.

This was an event of such magnitude for me that nothing; lasses, money, would keep me from attending this cathedral to pay homage to my team, the badge, the strip, until now.

I make no bones about it, I’m what the younger generation would now call an old man, mid-fifties, family, grandkids.

I’ve often thought about what feelings I’d have if I ever saw Newcastle win a major trophy. That’s not going to happen though is it.

Where I had a sense of expectation I now have none, I have a huge gaping hole in my heart/life where my love for Newcastle United used to live – it feels empty, beaten and barren. It makes me feel unwanted, alone.

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This Ashley guy has taken my family away from me, all 52,000 of them inside SJP are sisters, brothers, sons and daughters, all clamouring for that one special time in their life when a dream comes true.

Who is this man to do this to us? He’s not better than us, he’s not part of our family, how dare he take our dreams away, he’s a leech.

As Newcastle fans we’ve had to put up with a lot of dross over many years, it has to stop. Unless significant investment is made to the squad (£50m and more, not including wages), we will die a slow death.

To get rid of a cancer we have to go through a treatment, it’s going to hurt, it’s not going to be nice to watch, but you all know it has to happen.

Don’t renew, don’t attend, let’s disinfect SJP of this odorous, obnoxious parasite.