I remember looking up at the metal staircase to the top of the Platt Lane before ascending. At the age of about 8 it seemed massive. A year later i was walking up the real Wembley way.MOST will not have had the pleasure of the old scoreboard end.
I had to wear shorts even on the coldest February days, sat on a freezing concrete wall.
When we moved to the Platt lane, it was luxury to sit on a shiny plank, despite the odd arse splinter.
Probably why the Pep stand seems space age for FOC's like me