Last week, Albion shop manager John Gold embarked on a new chapter in his life when he retired from full time employment.

His contribution cannot be underestimated. With him at the helm, Albion have probably sold more replica shirts than at any other time in their history.

He deserves the chance to put his feet up, take it easy and have a great retirement.

He is not the only unsung hero. The players, of course, all do a great job. Even though Albion were relegated, no one could question their effort and commitment.

The same applies to the behind-the-scenes staff. The only difference is their efforts do not get reported in The Argus on a Monday morning.

Derek Allan (secretary), Sally Townsend (ticket office) and Edward David (administration) are three among many who do vital jobs.

Without their hard work and dedication, the club would not function properly. Supporters should remember that the next time they start shouting the odds about ticket allocations.

I consider myself an amiable chap. During the dark days at Albion, I did become cynical about the motives of some people. The only time I lost my temper was when David Bellotti's goons tried to throw me and the Gulls Eye editorial team out of the West Stand 15 minutes into a game.

Thankfully, they failed miserably as the West Standers rose as one in defiance.

Though not as angry this time, I was somewhat miffed to read that one Withdean resident is prepared to force a judicial review to stop the Albion putting in extra seats at Withdean.

How bitter and twisted about the Albion must this person be to pursue such an action?

It's quite simple. If the person is that anti-Albion he or she should forego anonymity and stand up and be counted.

So, come on, Mr or Mrs Nimby, show your face and give us a legitimate reason why the Albion shouldn't have those seats.

It's that time of the year again when the great and the good of British racing descend on Epsom Downs for the greatest flat race in the world.

The Derby is one of the best days of the year in British sport. It is up there with the FA Cup final, Boat Race, Grand National and Wimbledon.

Even for those who don't like a bet, it's a wonderful day out with a funfair, market, live music, fortune-tellers and, of course, the racing.

Derby day is one of the first dates in my diary. As for who is going to win, well that's another story, I couldn't tip rubbish. The last time my horse was leading a suffragette ran out in front of it.

All I can tell you is that the winner will be ... the first horse past the post.

If you can, go early, take a picnic, a cooler box full of drink and enjoy the day. Even if the sun doesn't shine, you won't regret it.