New and uncovered temporary stands allow home fans and visitors alike to get soaked and windswept for their money. Those in the hospitality boxes behind one goal get peppered with goal kicks.
The most beautiful setting in the country. On a nice day (admittedly a rarity in these parts), there is no better place to be in the country with gorgeous views of this old city.
Plenty of usual rugby ground fayre on offer with chips and burgers galore and, surprisingly for these parts, at reasonable prices. But the pick of the bunch is the mobile van near the temporary stand which serves the best organic lamb burgers on the circuit...and perhaps the only ones.
Bloody Romans. This is a great old city but those that built it made no plans for tens of thousands of cars to descend into it on match day. Huge queues from the A46 up to three hours before kick-off on limited parking in the city when you finally get there. Give yourself plenty of time and have a good night’s sleep the night before. You will need a lot of patience.
Hackett-clad, wax-jacket-wearing middle-aged and very middle class. Good mix of men and women. Big drinkers. A little bit one-eyed.
Excellent. If only their players could give the fans a sniff of a title, it would be even better too. Stands are close to the pitch and that creates a real pressure-cooker when fans are in full voice.
It’s hard for many locals to forget the glory days of the 80s and too many of them remember the good times. Rarely in trouble at the wrong end of the table, Bath are the nearly men of English rugby. Always seemingly in the top half but never really threatening the top two. Every year represents a new false dawn – but expectation always remains because of their proud, all-too distant history.
Good. This is a strong rugby area and the locals know their stuff. Passionate but friendly.
“Barrrth, Barrrth, Barrrth,” is pretty standard fayre.
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