Went to 1-0 against Rochdale the year we won Div 4 in the early 60s (I was about 12) and it was one of the most exhilerating afternoons of my life so far. My Dad started coming with me (he'd followed Bees in the 1950s). Always Brook Road end in that enormous shed. Lapsed in attendance but always a follower while living in France, Norwich and Ipswich. Had a few emotional tear pricks the first time I went a couple of seasons ago after a long absence, all mixed up with memories of going with my Dad. But loving it back at the Brook Road end again :-))