Tough decision at the time, it was like D-day as we approached the stadium from A66 west. This time instead of a 12 seater mini bus full of dads n lads, there was just the two of us in our version of a black Ford Spitfire which maintained radio silence throughout the journey.
As we were stopped at the car park, by the hi-viz authorities we showed our ticket documents to them through the closed window, they motioned for us to wind it down, then from behind them a large lady offered us 2 UTB face masks.
Once parked up we made our way passed our old NS block 31-32 entrance and thought of the other lads. As we got to the turnstile we wished each other well and split up, but swore to rendezvous later stewards pemitting.
I managed to put hand rub on and made my to the top of the WSU, where I took very good vantage point. Some fans may need to look away........... there wasnt any fries, burgers, red wine, or gum shrinking lager and I could see it had dawned on some of them that things had got that bad that it was now just about football. The rest of my experience is classified for a later date. signed TT historic Pathfinder. edit should have read Turnstile 30-34 NS.