I only went to Post Office Road once. A mid winter match with the pitch white not green - not snow but frost. The match should never have been played. At half time Fev had a very handy lead with Saints seemingly disinterested. At the start of the second half Saints did not come out for what seemed an eternity. We began to pull things back and all the locals who had given us earache all the game were now shouting for the ref to blow for full time. We won. It was the coldest I have ever been in my life and it took me all the way home to thaw out.
My favourite match was always Central Park on Boxing Day. A bite to eat and a few pints at the Brocket Arms Hotel up the road beforehand. Always a full house and a fabulous atmosphere with no trouble, just banter with fierce rivals showing mutual dislike but respect. It epitomised what it was to be a Saints fan, win or lose