The travelling Wednesdayite support to Brentford on Saturday should savour their visit to Griffin Park.
According to the news down here in London, in a couple of seasons time the ground will be 75 town houses with a central memorial garden commemorating the club’s history.
For those of you who have had the pleasure of visiting Griffin Park you’ll know what it’s like to choose between buying a pie at half-time or having a wee because in 15 minutes you can’t do both with the single-lane traffic down behind the away stand.
It’s the inexplicable lack of planning that makes these older grounds as frustrating as they are charming.
Who can forget the shed like quality of Peterborough United’s old Moys End where the turnstiles were too few and the urine ebbed and flowed from under the men’s toilet door.
Even in it’s effluence it had a certain something.
It got me thinking about Hillsborough and whether one day the ground will be declared not fit for purpose.
If that day ever came there are impracticalities I would miss about Hillsborough.
Like how sunny days can give you arm ache sitting in the North stand until the sun goes down in the second half.
The way the TV’s are positioned on the North Stand concourse.
Even though they’ve been moved this season, trying to run the gauntlet between fans staring blankly at Sky Sports News has become part of the match day.
Most of all I’d miss the narrow view as you reach entrance E.
Waiting for the two way traffic to get up and down the stairs, you can look up at the magnificence of the clock on the South Stand across.
No modern stadium can charm you like Hillsborough can. I hope it doesn’t become someone’s living room anytime soon.