I was only 3 but apparently stood cheering on the team when they drove down through Gorse Hill on the open top bus.
My memory has faded since then!
My dad and all of my cousins and uncles were at Wembley that day and all still tell the tales, the tales I was brought up on, desperate for Town to emulate those heroes of Swindon Town folklore.
By the age of 5 I could name the Swindon side and had the programme and all the Sunday newspapers from the day after.
The feat that day should never be underestimated.
In 1969
On league cup final day
The Arsenal went to Wembley
They walked the Wembley Way
They thought they'd have it easy
They thought they'd win the cup
But along came Swindon Town FC and fucked the bastards up