Very few positives. Some quirks though:
95% of all Benedictine produced is drunk in Burnley. The local habit is to buy a pint and a “bene“ chaser. The habit was brought back by soldiers posted near that drink’s place of manufacture in WW1.
It had a run down, not to say dilapidated shopping centre built by our old friend Ken Bates, who pissed off before it was finished leaving associated debts behind.
The club used to boast the highest attendances per capita of its population. Many of them came from the Craven area of Yorkshire: Keighley, Skipton and a host of smaller settlements. Burnley was the nearest 1st Div club to Craven as nothing in Yorks fitted the bill and a single bus took people through the Pennine gap to Burnley.