Quirks of the old Bloomfield Road

Brilliant thread. So many memories.

As a nipper I remember the embankment leading up to the old spion kop. The embankment and the kop was in a dreadful state but after climbing up the view of the ground from the top in that old North kop was amazing as a kid and what got me hooked back in the early 80's. Senses filled with the smell of pipe tobacco, foul language from proper working blokes in donkey jackets with Racing Post's sticking from their pockets.
 
Jesus and his radio in the South
You beat me to it lol. Long before smart phones he gave everyone that cared to listen a run down of scores league positions, current form. Some really weird stats he would come out with eg Scottish League 2 some teams we hardly hear of he would say things like ‘that’s their third goalless home draw’🤣 seemed a very pleasant chap but I haven’t seen him for a long time now.
 
I started going regularly to Bloomers in 1969 and went on the old kop. An amazing atmosphere and view, especially before there split it and took off the roof. Can anyone remember the admission fee in those days in the old shillings and pennies?
 
Brilliant Sudds, what a great piece of BFC memorabilia. There weren't many 'gentlemen' that used those urinals. They did stink like a sewage drain, a yellow river was 'flowing' out of the entrance by 3pm, and the poor women could see the men's heads stood aginst the wall. No health and safety in them days.
Oh happy days.
Potts Must Go.
 
Parking my pushbike for an old penny in a pile of other bikes in a tall shed across from the corner of the kop. Buying cinder toffee on the way to the turnstile,
 
No one has mentioned the transfer gate between the kop and the north west paddock. That was before any of the segregation.
 
I started going regularly to Bloomers in 1969 and went on the old kop. An amazing atmosphere and view, especially before there split it and took off the roof. Can anyone remember the admission fee in those days in the old shillings and pennies?
pete, after the war the charges, I think, for the kop were 1st team 1/- (shilling) for adult and 6d (pence) for kids.
Reserve team games were 6d for adults and 3d for kids.
 
pete, after the war the charges, I think, for the kop were 1st team 1/- (shilling) for adult and 6d (pence) for kids.
Reserve team games were 6d for adults and 3d for kids.
Dave, I think it was not much more than that in 1969. Football was definitely a community activity in those days and football relatively cheap, reflecting wage levels at the time
 
The front of the Scrattin Shed was way lower than the pitch, bit of a drop onto concrete if you were one of the kids sat on the top and got skittled
I remember David Bardsley absolutely walloping the ball and knocking a kid off the wall. Went down like a coconut at the fairground!
 
The first admission price I can remember was 2 shillings (10p) to get in to Boundary Park, Oldham. It would have been the late 60s.
That was the junior price and my dad paid 4 shillings (20p) to get in.
Then in the mid to late 70s I remember paying 70p to go in the scratchers. I would probably have got in at the Junior price (always had a shave on match mornings)
 
The first admission price I can remember was 2 shillings (10p) to get in to Boundary Park, Oldham. It would have been the late 60s.
That was the junior price and my dad paid 4 shillings (20p) to get in.
Then in the mid to late 70s I remember paying 70p to go in the scratchers. I would probably have got in at the Junior price (always had a shave on match mornings)
My earliest price memory is buying programmes for 6d. You'd get a free Football League Review thrown in at that price too.
 
What about the tea trolley. Wheeled round the outside of the pitch selling brews. From my extensive knowledge of American sports (gained from watching The Simpson's) it seems they do something similar. Instead of crisps and tea they go through the crowd selling hot dogs and beer.
I say bring it back.
 
Sitting on the wall at the front of the South Paddock and the copper walking past telling you to put your feet back over the wall. Still don’t know why.
 
The tiny south west stand. My grandad had a season ticket in there. Can’t have seated many more than 100
 
The Football League Review free inside the match day programme. The excitement when Blackpool featured in it,
 
Being at a central league game. The telephone in the office would ring with an update from the first team game. No other way of getting the scores in those days. An old geezer would walk slowly to the A - Z scoreboard and post the score. Big cheer from the few if ‘ Pool had scored.
 
Not strictly about the ground but 8,000 people turning out to see Tony Green’s comeback for the reserves.
 
Turning up at the game to see the TV cameras present, it was always a closely guarded secret which games were to be broadcast to prevent the attendance being affected.
 
Still in the South every game.
He lives up towards Little Bispham but walks to every game rain or shine. Always arrives a good ten minutes after kick off.
Still always has a big radio with him View attachment 1412
I live at little bispham & you're right Pete still carries a radio. What made me smile was when beards suddenly became fashionable a couple of years ago he shaved his off.
 
Used to go in the scratching shed, with the combination of the terracing being lower than the pitch and the camber of the pitch it was it was guess work what was happening on the far side. Remember the unique fragrance of boveril, old spice and piss from the urinals 😀
 
The first admission price I can remember was 2 shillings (10p) to get in to Boundary Park, Oldham. It would have been the late 60s.
That was the junior price and my dad paid 4 shillings (20p) to get in.
Then in the mid to late 70s I remember paying 70p to go in the scratchers. I would probably have got in at the Junior price (always had a shave on match mornings)
Pete, I went to Boundary Park in the late 50s (7/8/9. My daughter was born in the hospital there in 1958.
Can't remember how much it cost then, but I assume that it was about 2/-.
 
Pete, I went to Boundary Park in the late 50s (7/8/9. My daughter was born in the hospital there in 1958.
Can't remember how much it cost then, but I assume that it was about 2/-.
Dave, My sister was also born there in 1958. I was born there a couple of years later
 
Flicking ciggies at the away bench

getting into the ground 1 minute before kick off, having left the saddle at 10 to 3.

east central - great fun

paying junior when I was 28 to get in the west

such happy memories
 
I was late to the old Bloomfield Road party but my abiding memory will always be a cone of chips from the South/West Corner of the ground.
 
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