92 Clubs – Day 4 – Bournemouth, Bradford, Brentford
This day started early and I had to get a taxi to Waterloo otherwise I’d have missed the 95:50 to Pokesdown for AFC Bournemouth.
The ground was badly signposted from the train station, but I did have a map and plenty of time, so I found it easily. It is also one of those grounds that peeps over the houses and looks like a football ground from a distance. I arrrived at about eight and found a very ell-designed small ground surrounded by trees.
Outside AFC Bournemouth’s Stadium
It also had a nice public cafe, where I partook of some coffee and a fresh orange juice, served by the very pleasant Helen. I also met some of the staff and I got the impression, that it was a well-run club at the heart of the community.
Before continuing, I had time to walk to the beach and what a difference from Blackpool on Day 3. The town was clean, had toilets you could use without putting a handkerchief over your nose and a bus system that everyone could fathom.
I left on the 10:26 for London and after a shower and lunch, I took the train north to Bradford City on the train. You can see the station from the platform at Bradford Forster Square station.
Bradford City’s Stdium from Forster Square Station
However , it is completely unsigned and a long walk through retail malls. And the only picture taken outside the stadium with supposedly me in it, was taken by someone, who left me out.
Returning to the station, I asked a police officer about the lack of signposting and she agreed with my views.
Thinking on the way back to Leeds, it is not just bad, but totally disgraceful. Just think, that you have come a long way to see where a friend or relative had died many years ago in the Bradford City fire and you couldn’t find your way! Does Bradford care so little about those who died?
I was glad to leave the city and after a pit stop, it was back to London and Brentford. It was about eleven when I got there and except for another rather hairy cat, everybody was in the pub at the end of the road.
Brentford’s Griffin Park Stadium
So as you can see the picture didn’t show too much.
It was then a bus to Ealing and the Central line to Bank before taking anoter bus home, where I arrived just before midnight.
The Anonymous Widower 
This Urban Football Cities & Grounds Trek . . . is the making of an Interesting Book for Football Fans especially if you highlight the Gems, pick on the sloppy councils, and point out the great shops & if you start to rate the Transport {Rail}, Bus, Council with a 5 start method.
Then suggest at the end of each travel guide : what needs to be done by whoever, and what you need to carry {e.g. If you now start to communicate with some of the big stores . . . they might even start to correct short-comming before the “Man from Michelin” OOPS Sorry before the JM Measures are made . . .
e.g. You go back & visit any councils making improvements.
How Much time & costs could you assist Football Fans . . . if you find better connections & Cheaper Costs . . .
An Interetsing Footbal Fans Guidebook.
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