Wasn't there a toilet past the dugout, as you went towards the corner nearest the railway end? Have a vague memory of opening it and seeing a Workington fan going about his business! Scarred young me, that did!

You mean THE Workington fan

Quote wirecation="wirecation"I guess you all refer to pondline corner as the small terrace under the hospitality boxes at the Fletcher st end? As a child i stood in the Fletch but could never get a good view. Later moved to the open section (in summer) underneath the scoreboard. Maybe looking back with nostalgia but the place always made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up when you got onto the terrace. Not wure what is was. I can't really say i've had the same feeling when entering the HJ. Wilderspool could look a bit of a dump but it was a traditional RL ground with lots of history so it had a bit of an aura about it. I don't remember changing ends much. Maybe once or twice.'" Pond life was the corner of the Railway End and Bevin Stand. I know what you mean about the hairs on the neck. Something about old stadiums with bags of history and character, a soul almost. The smell of wintergreen and this https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_B0CyOAO8y0

Quote wirecation="wirecation"I guess you all refer to pondline corner as the small terrace under the hospitality boxes at the Fletcher st end? As a child i stood in the Fletch but could never get a good view. Later moved to the open section (in summer) underneath the scoreboard. Maybe looking back with nostalgia but the place always made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up when you got onto the terrace. Not wure what is was. I can't really say i've had the same feeling when entering the HJ. Wilderspool could look a bit of a dump but it was a traditional RL ground with lots of history so it had a bit of an aura about it. I don't remember changing ends much. Maybe once or twice.'" Pond life was the corner of the Railway End and Bevin Stand. I know what you mean about the hairs on the neck. Something about old stadiums with bags of history and character, a soul almost. The smell of wintergreen and this https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_B0CyOAO8y0

Quote Wires71="Wires71"Pond life was the corner of the Railway End and Bevin Stand. I know what you mean about the hairs on the neck. Something about old stadiums with bags of history and character, a soul almost. The smell of wintergreen and this https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_B0CyOAO8y0'" More associated with clowns than anything, seems more apt nowadays than ever.

Quote Wires71="Wires71"Pond life was the corner of the Railway End and Bevin Stand. I know what you mean about the hairs on the neck. Something about old stadiums with bags of history and character, a soul almost. The smell of wintergreen and this https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_B0CyOAO8y0'" More associated with clowns than anything, seems more apt nowadays than ever.

Should be played at end of some of recent games.

You must be 103 by now.

Karl should bottle the "Eau de Wilderspool" being a vibrant essence of mushy peas, bad pies, stale bitter, rancid farts, belches, BO, putrid latrines and wintergreen. Retro is back in. Mind you the HJ stadium is slowly, but surely, deteriorating into Wilderspool.

It will never reach them dizzy heights while we have internet and phones.

I seem to remember they only had 2 or 3 military marches that would play on the wind up gramophone as pre match entertainment.

Some of the gentlemen I stand near in the South Stand just need a bit of Deep Heat and they are there!

That's women fans for you

Hmm I only remember old grannies at the games or maybe I was just so young