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Fairly sure that the top pic is Richard Lucas with Kevin Arnott being the one below.
No, I'm afraid it's not. I never managed to find the key to Broomhill Telephone Exchange roof
Kennings had a driving school there and they got me through the test in the late 60s, the instructor was a huge guy called Derek Thurman, great bloke, who always parked the Austin 1100 on the double yellows - no-one dared tell him to move it....
Not even The Constabulary?
Used to have my haircut at Hinchcliffes at the top of that street , first saturday morning of every 2 months with my Dad. He always got something for the weekendNo, I'm afraid it's not. I never managed to find the key to Broomhill Telephone Exchange roof
although, only recently I've become aware of "Sheffdave's" photos. He's got a website somewhere with some great city shots.
I did manage to get this pic though, somewhat later - May 1983.
I too remember looking at all the posh folks cars in that showroom on some of my earlier visits to the exchange.
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I remember that well, we used to pop in on the way home from school, st Pauls on granville rd but we called it the "spice factory", happy days!!
...they might have discussed it in the South Seas, Tavern, or Fox and Duck
Saw def Leppard in the South seas and had a bit of a run in with them after. Never liked them after that.
So, in 1971, the Blades were the biggest draw since the Munich disaster. And the pigs think taking 3,000 to QPR is a massive achievement.
Can remember the Sunday papers going on about "The Mass Exodus" from Sheffield , some on the front pages. Showed photos of cars still backed up to the Pennine passes at kick off time. Think the second paragraph needs keeping for future reference.
When I went to park hill first and middle schools,late 70s & early 80s on the flats,we used to nip up at dinner times,we called it rock factory.
Had a few lunches in the Fox&Duck OK Pub, also good Friday nights in the York with the piano on the go.
From what I've been told there was no segregation in place and Blades fans were scattered around the ground with a healthy contingent on the Stretford End and what is now the Matt Busby Stand. According to the press over 20000 started out but definitely 20000 didn't see the game. Apparently loads cut their losses and visited Hillsborough and gave them their biggest crowd of the season up till then.
This picture lends itself to a caption competition.Possibly S6 related.
There was no such thing as segregation in those days anyway.
I remember vividly being in that, or a similar crush, that day. I had the distinct impression of being entirely amongst Blades outside the stadium. We certainly got there pretty early. My recollection is that, at first, the queue was orderly and good humoured. Then for no apparent reason, we were shepherded and corralled by police on horses, into a shapeless, disorganised and down right dangerous mass of humanity - men women and children. It was genuinely frightening. There was absolutely nothing any of us could do or say except to be edged towards the turnstiles, desperately trying to remain upright. When my mate and I finally got through into the stadium, we were soaked in sweat, top to bottom. My legs were shaking from the strain and effort.
Mentioned this before but never saw any feedback. During the 1950's an ex-Blades player keep the Tavern. Unfortunately can't for the life of me remember who. On occasion, from school, we caught the bus from outside the tavern to town. Distinctly remember seeing the name over the door, whilst awaiting the bus, thinking he played for United and wanting to go in and see him, despite the pub was closed at around 1600.
On the contrary , you made it in.
What a brilliant document. My brother was living in Glossop at the time, and we got to the ground at about 2.00. No chance of getting in, but along with hundreds of others we decided to stay outside the ground and take our chances on the gates opening before the end of the game. We listened to the game on portable radios, and it was clear that the original United were the better team. We got into the ground about 20 minutes from the end and rushed up to the back of the stand confident that the outcome would be good. Within a matter of minutes, Best set out on THAT dribble. A 2-0 defeat, the end of an incredible unbeaten run, and form dipped alarmingly. That was almost a great United team, and a team that was good to watch.
Wonderful summary.
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