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| The Bodging hides from the Clifton White Dogs... |
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| I was at the right place, then... |
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| Once a World War 2 A.R.P. Warden's hut, now a pay-box... |
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| The pylon tests the strength of the grandstand... |
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| The main shelter appears to have tram tracks through the centre of it... |
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| The white flag waved by the Shiners' offense after the break... |
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| Awaiting white plastic bolted seats... |
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| Really loved the dugouts... |
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| A pleasant sporting venue... |
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| Loved this bench... |
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| The Shiners in, er, black... |
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| No comment. Just thought this was so cool... |
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| Note the well-trodden path from corner-flag to pub... |
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| Ah, a V.I.P. seat... |
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| Curtis McDonald still hasn't spotted me... Thanks for that... |
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| Jay'Lee prefers his boots to a cuddle... |
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| Tightest huddle of the season... Note the shiny bums... |
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