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I was quite far left, row G or H? A couple of rows back from a large skinhead dad who used to obliviously bellow "You're-sh$t-ahhhh" in front of all the kids.

I certainly used to enjoy stamping my feet on the wooden stands in the Family Stand, if only to stop them turning into blocks of ice. It made a nice noise, and you could feel the stand shaking. It was like a throwback to olden times, like when people brought rattles along.