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TBH I like that the ground is in the centre of the city. So for me I hope it stays where it is. The city then has a buzz rather than out of town where the surroundings are soleless. We have all been to grounds where that is the case and it is pretty uninspiring. With only one sporting arena in the city it would be a major loss of atmosphere, if a cricket ground, rugby stadium or an arena was in the city then you could argue for it. But for me relocation is not needed. The Jarrold stand has been built with the option of possible expansion with an upper tier if I remember. But happy with CR at the moment.

Somebody from China maybe?

Stay where we are and rebuild the City stand. There is no transport infrastructure to move it out of the city to a desolate wasteland where there are no pubs,restaurants etc to provide for 30,000 plus fans.

Still got my copy

A 4-3-3 with three attacking midfielders in the midfield three? I echo the sentiments of feedthewolf: how on earth is a long ball, lower league specialist like Boothroyd in charge of this team? It goes completely against the ethos of what the FA are trying to do at youth level.

I went on a trip on the Broads with a large group in the summer of 85-we started off at Potter Heigham, got down to Norwich and then back. On the night we stayed in Norwich I went to the Jacquard-I wanted to go there as The Higsons had recorded a live cassette there. I got chatted up in the toilets by the manager of the time. This is what it looks like now.

Joe’s taken redundancy and looking for new career, just spoke to him on Linked in. 18 years here, hopefully will get a great job, lovely guy and wish him all the best.

Anyone else get a Daniel Farke bobble head? mine arrived today and I love it! Great piece of merchandise and sits nicely with my Morrison and Presley! #farkemancrush

I have had several posters ask me recently to write a piece about my early supporting days back in the early 1950’s and as we are in the fairly quiet time between seasons I thought I would give it a go. This part I call "How it all started" My Grand parents lived in King Street and many years it was the family meeting place before going off to the match. I must have been six or seven years old when I first became curious about “The Canaries” or “Carrow Road”. I think it all started while listening to bits of excited conversation between my dad and my uncles on Saturday lunchtimes in the early 1950’s. The excited tones must have got through to me because I soon began to pester my dad to take me to a match. My dad was an engraver and sign writer and couldn’t leave the shop on Saturdays so my first trip down to Carrow Road was with my uncle Bert and my cousin Mike. Now many people say they have vivid recollections of their first game but in all honestly I can’t recall very much other than I think it was a pre-season game which they used to call Possibles v Probables. I can’t remember the score or anything other than the surge of noise and excitement every time the ball got near the goalmouth and I was pretty much hooked on it from that first moment. This was in the decade following WW2 and apart from the football, the cinema and radio there wasn’t a great deal in the way of entertainment. Not that many could afford it anyway, the country was skint and food rationing was only now coming to an end. I think this was the 1953/54 season and although I was taken to three or four league matches I have very little recollection of them now. What I can remember are the names, Tom Johnstone, Alfy Ackerman, Johnny Gavin and Bobby Brennan. I have no visual memories of the first two but the latter two were to become my earliest hero’s. In the early 1950’s the kick off time was 3.15pm while it was light enough and then 2.15pm once the clocks went back. Floodlit matches didn’t start until the latter part of the decade. We used to head off down King St, past innumerable pubs, shops and factories, the vast majority which have passed into memory. Rouen Road didn’t exist at that time, just a multitude of little lanes and alleys that ran all the way down from Ber St. The whole area was a maze of Victorian terraces, interspersed with the odd open space still evidencing the scale of the bombing that had scarred our City a decade before. As a small boy I found enormous pleasure in exploring those narrow alleys with their flights of steps going up to different levels and with shops and pubs on every corner. The crowds would stream down them on match days and at each junction with King St. hundreds more were added to the ever increasing throng headed for Carrow Bridge, for there was no other way across the Wensum, except at Thorpe Station. There seemed to be a pub every fifty yards or so, The Builders Arms, The Tuns, The Ship, The Old Barge, The Wherry, The Ferry Boat, The Kingsway and probably a few more that I’ve forgotten. The abiding smell was of beer from the pubs and Breweries and tobacco smoke because virtually every man had a fag or a pipe on the go and everyone seemed to wear a hat or a cap and a gabardine raincoat. Nowadays it’s fashionable to turn up in the latest replica kit or during inclement weather, a woolly NCFC hat with matching gloves and scarf. Back in the 50’s most fans just came in their ordinary daily clothes and just occasionally you would see somebody with a home knitted yellow and green scarf. For FA Cup games you might see a few rosettes and of course wooden clackers that seem now to have largely passed into history. The bright modern stadium we see today bares little resemblance to the Carrow Road of the 1950’s. It was then a fairly drab looking structure with dark painted fencing and wooden turnstiles. It looked exactly what it was, something that had been knocked together in double quick time without thought for any long term utility. What will always remain in the memory are the huge green painted iron gates that used to be swung open by groundsman Russell Alison just after halftime. There were always a few who couldn’t afford it and would creep in and see part of the game for free. The terraces were just large earth mounds covered in grass at the rear with two or three sets of concrete steps leading up to the summit. The fencing at the back of the terracing was simply a line of elongated railway sleepers set on end with the occasional bit of advertising hoarding on top. It wasn’t permitted but at big matches people would climb on these for a better view. We usually entered from Carrow Road into the ground ( I think it was either nine pence or maybe a shilling for boys) and then went up the side steps onto the River End terrace. This was only partially concreted and for many years a large potion of the standing terracing consisted of railway sleepers. We called it the River End for obvious reasons but in reality it was part of “The Ground” as you could stand anywhere right round as far as the corner of the Barclay for the same price. It was all open terracing; the only cover was the Barclay and Main stand. In the corner where they built the Disabled stand was a curved bit of terracing that stood beneath the old Pinkun Score-board. It was a large black painted structure with letters from A to Z painted on it. At halftime a man would come out of a little door and hang numbers on hooks underneath each letter. If you had a programme you could match up the games with the letters on the board. You may well laugh but that was the state of technology at the time. Mobile phones and the Internet were something out of the Eagle comic and Dan Dare “Pilot of the Future”. You had no knowledge at all of other games and results unless you got home in time for Sports Report on the BBC at five o’clock. You could not enter the ground from directly behind the South stand because there was a water filled **** that ran up from the river. I think this was still there even into the 1970’s. We used to walk round from the River End and stand half a dozen rows back and directly in line with the penalty area. I think that is why many of my early memories are of goals scored at that end. One that always sticks in my mind is Bobby Brennan’s opening goal against Sheffield Utd in the ’59 Cup run. After the South Stand was covered in 1960 I used to move to which ever end we were shooting in and change at half time because that decade was mainly a dull time and there was nearly always plenty of room. It was during that time when we said goodbye to the railway sleepers and all of the terracing was concreted. In the early days there was a concrete slope that you could use to exit the South stand if you wanted to leave by the Thorpe End. When the Stand was improved and extended this was eliminated and you could only get out at the corner through a smallish opening that led to a narrow flight of steps. At the final whistle there was a rush for this exit and you were squeezed out above a precarious 30 foot drop. Thankfully there was a strong steel barrier to save the unwary. The back of the Barclay was just a grass covered mound with steps leading up. There were brick toilets in both corners I think and a large wooden building serving as a bar for half-time refreshment which consisted mainly of bottles of Steward and Patterson’s Light Ale. When the second half resumed there would be hundreds of empty bottles left on the shelves that ran along the front of the bar. If it rained hard you had the choice of the Barclay Stand and at any time during the match you had the option to pay either three-pence or sixpence to transfer through a little gate in the fencing to get under cover. If I went in the Barclay I liked to stand to the right of goal and it was from here that I have a strong memory of standing with my dad in 1960 the night we beat Southend 4-3 to gain promotion to Division 2. We lived just off Plumstead Road at the time and used to get the 92 bus to Rosary corner. We would walk back and he would tell me stories about the old days when City played at the Nest on Rosary Road . Because of his work he could only get to evening matches so those few occasions that we stood together are especially treasured in my memory. I remember him taking me to the first ever floodlit match atCarrow Road in 1957. It was a friendly against Sunderland, I still have the programme. The façade of the main stand was the only brick built structure. The seating was mostly wooden forms with a numbered space. Only the centre block had tip up wooden seats but that was for the toffs and well out of our reach. In front of the seated area was a narrow standing terrace about ten steps wide that was called The Enclosure. You could get a transfer into it from the ground for a small sum. I stood in there a few times but I only ever recall going in the main stand on one occasion. That was on a rather chilly Boxing Day in 1958 when my dad decided it would be a Christmas treat. We played Reading and Roy McCrohan scored the only goal with 25 yard scorcher at the Barclay End. It’s over sixty years ago but I can still see it as though it was yesterday and it still brings a tear to my eye when I think of it. I'm sorry if it's a bit long but once I started the memories came flooding back and I found it hard to stop.

McClean took the Trybull role against Villa due to Tommy being injured. Kenny has produced very good defensive numbers this season, which is often overlooked. He would certainly be an option to drop deeper - however I think he is a bit like Trybull in the sense he is a good distributor of the ball, but maybe lacks a certainly level of physicality to cover the ground and mop up danger.

Saw Higsons, Famers Boys and Serious Drinking at individual gigs whilst at Uni in Sheffield. Took my Norwich scarf to each gig which ensured I got acknowledged by each of the bands. Not sure rest of the audience were that impressed though ...... Still a great era in the Norwich music scene.

^ Either of those on their own would take some beating in terms of unique content of a character reference

If the Farke era suddenly goes sour for whatever reason, just print a picture of Liam Gallagher's face, bit of sellotape and hey presto, you have a new iconic bobblehead.

Thompson is good as an energetic DM who covers a lot of ground, but Norwich need someone who can keep the ball moving with short passing like Trybull. Finding a player who can mix the two is going to be the real challenge - but that is what is needed to really improve the midfield.

Shouldn't this be added to the perverts thread ? 😜

Adding a tier to the south stand is a non starter. I remember that being stated during the mcnally era. I don’t understand construction but it was stated that the south stand wasn’t built in a way to allow it to be added to. Really as has been said over and over here, it’s all about the redevelopment of the city stand. It needs it, we need it. We have a fantastic opportunity right now to stamp down a place as a really decent premier league club and this is part of it.

Good point well made 😁

Nope. Stay on course as we are, wait until we sell one of our young players for 30m plus and use that to build over the City stand. The bubble isn't going to burst anytime soon and transfer fees are going to keep on inflating, soon 30m for a new stand won't seem that extravagant. It would require us to spend a few years in the PL and to keep unearthing young talent but I'm confident we can do it. It's better than taking out a loan or gambling with TV money. There's no need to move anyway. We'd rarely sell above 35k and it's not worth relocating for an extra 5-7000 seats. I think around 32-34k would be a sweet spot for us and enough to sustain us at the top level.

I've just bought a Carrow Road T-Shirt in the club's Ebay flash sale (thanks Branston), so it's a definite NO from me.

Louis Thompson? Wouldn't know as I do not recall seeing much of him.... but write ups in the past have surely been as good as those for Godfrey? Then there's this injury bug. Some talk of loaning him out for match time and fitness but I am inclined think that if he is fit he should be ready, on a now or never basis. Whether this "ready" is up to PL level is also to be resolved, but you can say that about many of the squad.

Great location where it already is . Just needs modernising a little and the hotel knocking down .

Quality-my brother had it-not sure if he's still got it. A load of us used to go to see them playing with The Farmer's Boys and Serious Drinking in London. Great nights out. Still got my tickets too

It looks rather sad now. I had my 18th in the Jacquard.

Arsenal aren’t renewing his contract, but he’s still their player until 30 June. If he’s signing for Norwich I’d expected it to be announced then.

I posted this on the other thread: Funnily enough I was wondering the other day if he was still at the club. I remember he had the sometimes tricky job of monitoring and moderating the message-board on the official site. There was a bit of a cabal of posters there who hated Delia with a passion unequalled by anyone here (seriously) and who also had a less than perfect understanding of the laws of libel. Joe allowed valid criticism of the club, and of Smith and Jones, but this cabal went way beyond. Not just attacking S&J but attacking and driving away posters who didn't agree with them. He warned more than once that they risked having the messageboard shut down (I think we were in the McNally era by then, as Archant found out the hard way about what the club wanted and didn't want published) but they carried on, and one day found they didn't have a message-board anymore. All their own stupid fault. No idea what is behind this revamp, but I hope we are not moving either back to that McNally era, or to some purely PR "good news good/bad news doesn't exist" operation. PS. On the Brexit thread there have been accusations that this poster or that has multiple personalities. When I wrote my history/explanation of Cullumgate this went down extremely badly with the cabal members, who were very much pro the take-over. And one particular idiot decided that I didn't exist.. I was an alias used by Joe to spread this pro-S&J spin. Joe made a rare appearance to categorically deny this, to be met with the response: "Oh come on Joe, we KNOW it's you!"

That's not a wholly inaccurate analysis though, is it? We have a worrying lack of depth for wide AMs.

Perhaps with myself setting down the important parameters for our transfer dealings and with just one letter from LDC singlehandedly forcing a backtrack on ticketing policy the penny will finally drop that Webber et al are just window-dressing figureheads and that real power is exercised by a shadowy cabal of pink 'un posters.

It's a shame that we've missed out on an (allegedly) exciting talent, but considering we were spending £3m on a player for a position we're pretty well covered in I'm not that disappointed. However, criticising the lad for lacking ambition or being motivated by money is harsh in the extreme. OK, the SPL is a dreadful league nowadays, but Celtic are still a big club and by far the strongest side in the country, so you can understand the attraction for any young Scottish player. He can win trophies, stay where he's settled, develop as a footballer, play in front of 50,000 every other week and then maybe move to a bigger club in two or three years, similar to van Dijk, Wanyama, Dembele etc. Like I said, it's a shame he chose Celtic over us, but I don't blame the kid at all for doing it.

Looks like Jools knows as little about football as he does about politics.

Ha, ha. This happens a lot when someone runs a similar cup competition on songs by The Fall on a Facebook group I'm a member of! By the quarters and semi-final stages there are obvious omissions, and a huge argument breaks out. But usually by the final the top 2 are pretty much the same in everybody's books so peace breaks out again. Let's see what happens!

Good stuff Ricardo, but can you remember what you did last Tuesday ? 😉

Why the F would you want anything to remind you of that arrogant pr*ck?