Woken up in Bedford by the station staff earlier this season around 12.30, no trains south till 6am, and someone else had already bagged the phone box to sleep in.
I don't know where it was or what year, but somewhere really poxy when we were 3rd division, the away section was a tiny corner of the ground with the floodlight pylon in it and chain link fencing all round. I couldn't focus my eyes past the fence.
Met a mate on the way to Aldershot one time at...