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Archie Bell And The Drells - The Soul City Walk

Marvin Gaye - Inner City Blues (Make Me Wanna Holler)

Sparks - This Town Ain’t Big Enough For Both Of Us

Deep Purple - Strange Kind Of Woman

Dusty Springfield - Little By Little

New Order - Temptation

The Rolling Stones - Play With Fire

Leadbelly - Match Box Blues

Lee Dorsey - Working In A Coal Mine

Blackburn Rovers F.C. - By Gum We’ll Make It A Day A classic Golden Oldie ?

That’s the one I meant - Stuart Baird

The Bar-Kays - Soul Finger

That looks like Birdy 2 at the front of the queue in the 2nd picture. Next to the guy who is anticipating Covid 30 years ahead of everyone else.

Buddy Rich - And The Beat Goes On

Electric Light Orchestra - Mr Blue Sky

I think you’ll find that the Trophy Room Restaurant at t’Turf is just a Burger van with a silver plated teapot on the counter.

The Spencer Davis Group - Keep On Runnin’

The Rolling Stones -Time Is On My Side

Ray Charles - Hit The Road Jack

Eddie Floyd - Knock On Wood

Little Richard - Long Tall Sally

Blue Oyster Cult - (Don’t Fear) The Reaper

I’m also loving these personal memories from everyone, especially Tyrone. Whilst I have chipped in with a couple of tales, they only relate to what happened outside of the ground. I really wish I could remember more about what actually happened on the pitch, particularly the 60’s. Reading some of the details from you all makes me wonder what I was actually looking at during the games. I have a vivid memory of what the players looked like, but very little about individual players or games. I can remember going from one end of the ground to the other, even things like the “Beware Of Pickpockets “ posters pasted outside the ground when the Scousers were in town. I never went to watch any of the other local teams play when we were playing away, like Tyrone did. I was well into fishing so I would get on the Ribble bus down to the De Tabley and my friend and I would fish on a stretch a little upstream from there. As it got to the late 60’s work commitments meant I was only able to go to midweek games and then for most of the 70’s I worked around the country so I saw even less matches unless we happened to be playing somewhere near and could swap shifts with someone. Keep the memories flooding in guys, absolutely brilliant.

The Supremes - Love Child

I was on a coach that got bricked on the way out of Halifax that night, 1973 I think, as we passed a derelict building site. A perfect ambush place with plenty of Nori’s for ammunition. The skylights on the coach went through, but fortunately non of the main windows smashed. Suddenly, a sports car drove onto the site and chased the yobs who had to literally run for their lives and leap over a wall to escape. The car returned to huge cheers from the watching coach passengers. It turned out the lad driving the car had just stolen it after first stealing a motor bike in Blackburn to get there. As we drove through Todmorden, a couple of lads threw the broken Perspex skylight pieces at a group of, probably, Dingles standing outside a pub. Crazy days.