Used to sit at the back of the family section...do you know what I miss from those days. Just a clue...not the single ladies toilet. A decent cup of tea...why is it impossible to get a decent cup of tea in the 21st Century in state of the art stadia.
I have fond memories of turning up stupidly early (literally as the doors open) as a teenager in the early 80s and then going to the 'boys box' with my mate, wh9lst my dad went downstairs just behind the goal. We would then stay afterwards for autographs for about an hour and a half. Looking back, I wouldn't have the patience with my kids