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| The Bodging finds himself @ St Blazey, but on the fence... |
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| Iron gates to Blaise Park... |
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| Carlsberg League, so er, Bass? |
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| Some big bugger's roller... |
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| The railway bank... |
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| ...and I kid you not... Was this the Camels' Train? |
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| The covered standing area... |
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| Scary... Reminded me of the open-to-the-elements bogs @ Walsall's old ground, Fellows Park, where the rain peed on the peers... |
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| Flagging up the Green and Blacks... |
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| St Blaise keeps a protective eye upon the proceedings from the church beyond... |
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| Neat, tidy and some mentions of the Eden Project, where I STILL haven't been... |
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| The wind unfurls the club's flag... |
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| Not quite the Black Country, I have to admit... |
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| Well trodden 'terrace'... |
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| After watching Argyle during those good years under Paul Sturrock, I was amazed to find this on the side of a 'container', which I went inside to get the St Blazey team-list, strangely... |
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| The entrance gates from within... |
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| Third flag of the day- a little random... |
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| The near linesman appears to be welcoming guests to his daughter's wedding... |
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| Respect: World War One. Close to my heart... |
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| ...and more respect... |
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| The players huddle to discuss their approaching skipper's leg-wear... |
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| Er, wow... |
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| More wow... |
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| A few moments of lights, near the end... |
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