I've probably got some photos somewhere but would probably be sued for defamation or whatever! Your list of memories brought it all back to me - and some. What about:

• The pink pub on the corner
• doing a cabaret in the Prince of Wales
• playing in an electric storm
• never getting through on the Sunday and couldn't find opponents for the friendlies cos they'd gone home
• Karen losing her purse and finding it buried safely within her capacious bosom
• Janet carrying a whole tray of drinks back from the pub through the park
• staying in the Moat house and smuggling yer mates in
• 15 girls in the hotel room all getting ready for Saturday night out!
• dancing to Al Green standing up in an Escort with my head through the sun roof.....

Aaah I could go on. I feel like I had some fine moments at Sandwell - those were the days....

Then there was Crawley, and Poole, and Whitefield, and Guernsey, and Belgium......