What was the entrance fee for your first game?

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I'm pretty sure it was a shilling (5p as is now) when I started going without my dad around 1960/61.
That was for "juveniles", going in the old Bramall Lane end turnstiles about where the Copthorne is now. But the thing I remember most was the sign above the turnstiles.: " To obviate delay please have correct change ready" - or something very similar.
It was my first real practical encounter with posh language. Of course I soon came across more "technical" vocabulary on the terraces though.
 



I remember going to the match with 4p in my pocket. It was 2p on the bus to town & also for the return, plus I had my season ticket. I think the season ticket was a tear out voucher for each game, this would be about 1975-77.

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I'm pretty sure it was a shilling (5p as is now) when I started going without my dad around 1960/61.
That was for "juveniles", going in the old Bramall Lane end turnstiles about where the Copthorne is now. But the thing I remember most was the sign above the turnstiles.: " To obviate delay please have correct change ready" - or something very similar.
It was my first real practical encounter with posh language. Of course I soon came across more "technical" vocabulary on the terraces though.

Yes I remember that. Think I made my first team debut with Dad after many reserve games around 1962. Not sure who we played but I've always remembered the cost above the turnstile. 4 shillings for adults and 1 shilling for juveniles. Mainly because the next time we went juveniles had gone up to 2 shillings and Dad grumbled about the increase. We always went in those turnstiles you mention so that we could stand near the Pavilion as Dad was struggling with arthritis in his leg.
 
Don't know for my first game as I didn't pay, however I do remember that my first junior season ticket cost £24 in 1984, so the equivalent of just over a quid a game.
 
No, he didn’t, he was at Butlers until retirement, but he had a brother and they ran Butlers together in the late fifties and early sixties after their father died. Eventually, mid sixties, his brother Ernest left the business to run a pub, so presumably that was him. I didn’t really know Ernest or his family (Uncle Steve was married to my Mum’s sister), but I think his wife was Vera and they had two daughters, Stef and Pat.
Small world as they say, it all fits now you've said Ernest and Vera. I remember the name of the daughter was Stef but had forgotten the other daughter. We lived across the road from Albert's mum and dad so contact was regular and in family discussions involving Albert, Butlers names came up regularly. That's my only connection with your family and to my knowledge I never met any of Ernest family.
 
Seem to think it was £1.40 for the John Street stand. Jan 1983 FA Cup v Stoke, crap game but couldn’t wait to go again.
 
Another one for nowt .

My Dad , Grandad and elder brother had ST's in the BLUT. I was 5 and sat on my Dad's shoulders and the bloke just waved us through , it wasn't even the turnstiles it was just the big doors that were open manned by a steward either side.
 
Six 6 (old) pence & three 3 pence to swap into the John St terrace. The ball was leather & the boots doubled as clogs. Men were men & sheep were worried!
 
Nowt entrance G John St old Stand Dad lifted me over turnstile nod and wink from officials
 
There’s been a thread on these not so long ago.

My Uncle Steve had one and he let me use it in the early seventies, when I was an impoverished student. There was a designated entrance to the Kop, on John Street and there was always a line of young lads outside, as the disc allowed one adult plus two juveniles in.

Two bits of social history in one post, but my Uncle Steve was Steve Butler, who owned and ran Butler’s Dining Rooms on Brookhill and although he and the cafe are no longer with us, his memory lives on through Butler’s Balti, down the road.
Remember silver discs me and a friend used gilders Volkswagen disc
 
My dad (twat) always paid When I was younger. First I recall was 2/6p (are a dollar). That was so much back then, I think it as 17/6p just before we went decimal
 
You old bastards! Think I paid 3 quid for my first match 😜

Admittedly, my first experience with "football" was getting dragged to the sty with SteveBlade dad.
 
You old bastards! Think I paid 3 quid for my first match 😜

Admittedly, my first experience with "football" was getting dragged to the sty with SteveBlade dad.

3 quid !!!!!!??

In my day that would 'ave got thi a new suit , best seats in t' ouse to see George Formby at Lyceum , 6 pints o' Stones's finest and enough left o'er for thi bus fare home and a 6 penny blow job on't back seat .

Yer dunt know yer born . :)
 



Would have been a fiver through the uni during the previous Prem season, no idea what it'd normally have cost at the time
 
I haven't a clue

I do know that I stood on the Bramall Lane lower terrace.

It was August 1971 v Leeds and I definitely paid for myself
 
There’s been a thread on these not so long ago.

My Uncle Steve had one and he let me use it in the early seventies, when I was an impoverished student. There was a designated entrance to the Kop, on John Street and there was always a line of young lads outside, as the disc allowed one adult plus two juveniles in.

Two bits of social history in one post, but my Uncle Steve was Steve Butler, who owned and ran Butler’s Dining Rooms on Brookhill and although he and the cafe are no longer with us, his memory lives on through Butler’s Balti, down the road.
The place on Brookhill provided what were often known (admiringly) as 'Butler's cow pies', in homage to Desperate Dan's eating habits, I think.
 
The place on Brookhill provided what were often known (admiringly) as 'Butler's cow pies', in homage to Desperate Dan's eating habits, I think.

Yes, I’ve eaten plenty and Helped make a few. The beef and potatoes (hand peeled, no machine) were put in a huge round deep aluminium pan and the pastry crust (mixed in an industrial size Kenwood type mixer) put on top and the whole thing baked in a GEC electric baking oven. The only thing missing was the cow horns on top. I can still hear the clank of the oven door handle as it was opened and closed.
 
The local church used to take kids to The Dell for free if you attended Sunday school the previous week.
The first amount I can remember paying myself was 5 shillings!
 
Yes, I’ve eaten plenty and Helped make a few. The beef and potatoes (hand peeled, no machine) were put in a huge round deep aluminium pan and the pastry crust (mixed in an industrial size Kenwood type mixer) put on top and the whole thing baked in a GEC electric baking oven. The only thing missing was the cow horns on top. I can still hear the clank of the oven door handle as it was opened and closed.

Did they buy their appliances from Trig Enterprises?
 
Yes, I’ve eaten plenty and Helped make a few. The beef and potatoes (hand peeled, no machine) were put in a huge round deep aluminium pan and the pastry crust (mixed in an industrial size Kenwood type mixer) put on top and the whole thing baked in a GEC electric baking oven. The only thing missing was the cow horns on top. I can still hear the clank of the oven door handle as it was opened and closed.
I remember those bashed about metal jugs full of steaming gravy and the plastic table cloths pinned in place with drawing pins. I once took a girl from work out to lunch in there, she said I’d spoiled her. The snap was truly lush though.
 
In the early seventies, all our “next fixture“ posters around the ground would simply say “usual prices”
 
Not to sure what year but it was just after the war, it was at Owleton to watch Sheff windy, it cost nowt and it was worth every penny...…..:cool:

Forgive me Capt. Blade for I have sinned …...:rolleyes:
 
I cant remember at the Lane. But I remember at Junior school going with my mate to Oakwell, bloke on the turnstile took 50p for the pair us, but we had to jump it.
 



What about Hostess Trolleys?

The factory closed last year and so far the owners have failed to find a buyer for the Hostess tooling or brand. Fortunately, in Bert-like entrepreneurial fashion, Trig saw this coming several years ago and set up his own source.

Trig never expected to have a global monopoly in food warming trolleys and isn’t expecting it to last long, but is enjoying it while it lasts :)
 

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