WARM memories of Wolves' 1988 Sherpa Van Trophy victory continue to be stirred by our 26th anniversary features over recent weeks.
No Wolves fan was under any illusion that the Sherpa Van was one of the club's greatest achievements, but it was so symbolic of their turnaround in fortunes, after dropping like a stone through the four divisions and coming within minutes of going bust, that it felt like they'd won the First Division and the FA Cup in one go.
Beryl Faichuk of Wednesfield is the latest to get in touch with her own recollections of that day trip to Wembley, and if her recollections are anything to go by, it was one long party.
"A big gang of us went down for the day," Beryl told us, as she flicked through a large pile of photographs from that day. "We were all regulars at the Alexandra pub in Chapel Ash, and we hired a double decker to get us down there.
"We had a great time. We met up at the Alex, had a sing song and a few drinks. We were standing on the tables and singing at the tops of our voices before the bus even turned up.
"The gaffer of the pub put cans and bottles on the bus for the journey, and as far as I remember he didn't even charge for them. He came to the game with us.
"So you can imagine, with drink on the bus as well, we were singing all the way."
So if some of Beryl's photographs look a bit shaky, you can see why. They certainly capture the atmosphere though, and it's a measure of the kind of day it was that Beryl says she doesn't know who most of the Wolves fans in her pictures were.
Some were on the bus from the Alex, while others were people they bumped into in and around Wembley. We're sure though that some of these revellers will recognise themselves now, even though it's been over a quarter of a century.
You won't be surprised to know that the fun didn't stop when the bus pulled into London.
"When we got to Wembley we went into a pub near the ground," said Beryl, "but we were too loud for the landlord by then, and he threw us out.
After savouring the air of excitement along Wembley way, the revellers made their way into the stadium.
"When we got into the ground, the atmosphere was the same – in fact more electric than it had been all the way down. We were screaming our heads off by then, and a lot of us lost our voices before the day was out."
"You won't be surprised to know that I don't remember much about the game itself," Beryl admitted. "We did win it though ... didn't we?"
Do you recognise yourself, a friend or a relative among Beryl's snaps? Or do you have some of your own from that day you'd like to share? Write in, give us a call on 01384 567678, or email gjones@blackcountry bugle.co.uk.