Ground Number: 1569
Saturday 25th July 2026
Arnold Town - Notts County
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ARNOLD TOWN FC - A BRIEF HISTORY
Arnold Town was formed in 1989 by a merger of Arnold and Arnold, adopting the yellow of Arnold and the blue of Kingswell as club colours. The more successful of these, Arnold can trace their history back to 1928 and can claim two FA Cup 1st Round appearances and the 1986 Northern Counties East League title to their name. This was the club they took over from, starting in the Central Midlands League Supreme Division, which they won in 1993, followed by the NCEL D1 title the following year. Eighteen seasons were spent in the NCEL Premier, the highlight being a runner-up spot to Lincoln United in their debut season. Financial issues led to a ten-point deduction and relegation to the East Midlands Counties League in 2013, and then a bottom-placed finish here in 2019 after years of struggle led to relegation to the Central Midlands League. It has been all lower-half finishes in the Premier South division until they switched to the Notts Senior League.
Since the merger, the new club's best progress has been to the 4th Qualifying Round in 2002. They beat RC Warwick, Biddulph Victoria and Nantwich Town before a 1-0 defeat at Redditch United. They can also count two FA Vase 5th Round appearances to their name. Local honours include five Notts Senior Cups and the Wakefield Cup in 1990. The most famous players to turn out for Arnold Town are Jason Lee and Nigel Jemson, although there are several more Nottingham Forest links. The market town of Arnold has a population of around 40,000. Arnold was referred to as "Ernehale" in the Domesday Book of 1086. This name meant 'place frequented by eagles' or 'the valley of eagles'. It has a history of brewing and knitting.
MY VISIT
On this Saturday, I was really struggling to find a game. Anything within a reasonable distance was being played at a school or a neutral ground; the trains were their usual rip-off self and even the coaches, well, National Express, had hiked their prices due to the school holidays. But then I spotted that Arnold Town were playing Notts County, a decent new ground and not far from Nottingham. I checked out the Flixbus prices, and although times were not perfect, they were reasonable. The fare was a bargain at £11, and getting to Finchley Road and around Nottingham were reasonable too. There was also the opportunity to get in a few Spoons with the £6.90 ticket for unlimited travel in Nottingham on trams and buses. All in all, it seemed like a great option, and I was pleased to get such a decent deal when I booked on Tuesday evening.
After getting home on Sunday, I only had a couple of hours to relax before bed, and I really needed a good night's sleep. I finished off my bottle of cider whilst catching up and watching the first half of the World Cup Final. There was a daft half-time show, with Wayne Rooney having a rare moment of insight by calling it 'crap' whilst the other pundits tried to find positives. It meant that the second half kicked off at 9.25 and within ten minutes I fancied sleep. I was pleased when I woke up at 3.50 to find out that Spain had won. When I got to work, I found out that I'd left my clocking-in card at home as I'd taken it out of my wallet for last week's trip to Ireland. Luckily, my manager was super-helpful in clocking me in manually, and although I was feeling a bit rusty, it was not all bad to be back into a routine. I had a nice walk in the afternoon, and in the evening, I started looking ahead. Colin was desperate for me to take him to Farnham Town v Wycombe Wanderers Academy, but it looked a right pain to park, and it was a ten-mile detour after to drop him off. After his self-centred antics lately, I decided I couldn't be bothered and instead stayed local at Amersham Town v Everett Rovers, a late reversal that kicked off at 7.30, which was great for work. There was sad news that Kevin Keegan had died of stomach cancer; whilst a disappointment as England manager, his Newcastle teams were brilliant. The evil of cancer picking off another victim, and sadly there are too many losses against this nasty disease.
It was a great 9.5-hour sleep on my day off. I did my usual walk to Wycombe and back in the morning, getting ten miles in my legs and doing some shopping. The afternoon was spent updating the Step 7 leagues on my blog, a bigger undertaking than I expected. In the evening, I went up to Amersham Town; the free entry was good for balancing the books after some expensive trips lately. It was a decent game too; Amersham, who had only avoided relegation by reprieve last season, won 5-1 against Everett Rovers. The only downside was the five-mile, twenty-minute diversion after giving Colin a lift home, mainly due to road closures. Nothing but headaches with that lad!. It took me ages to get to sleep as I'd woken up so late, but I was OK the next morning. It was an easy day at work in any case, and in the afternoon, I did more work on my blog, plus planning upcoming trips. I finished the Scottish Leagues on Thursday, as well as looking at FA Cup options for two weeks. Beset by rip-off train fares, there was not much choice in the value department. Carlisle & Penrith were not so bad, but were long days out. Eventually I plumped for Kirkley & Pakefield v Little Oakley as it ticked most boxes. Ordering the tickets on Friday morning due to discounts, I took the chance to go home early due to it being quiet. The afternoon was spent walking to Spoons and back, a couple of pints with fish and chips and a cheeky bottle of vintage cider on the way home. When I arrived home, I found my Mum had outdone me thanks to the bad influence of my Uncle Alan, who is great company for a boozing session. Not as young as he used to be, I heard he went to bed when he got back home after a lift from my Aunt.
It had been a boozier-than-intended night; originally, I was gonna stay sober as I had drinks last Sunday and I try to stick to two days a week drinking. But I decided that Sunday was part of my holiday and that the walk to town and back did me good. I was in bed at 9 and, as a consequence, woke up at my normal work time. I had two hours of trying to nap with limited luck before my alarm went off at 5.50. I freshened up, got dressed, and had breakfast before leaving at 6.25, getting my routine done far more quickly than I would for work. I drove to Amersham and parked up, arriving in good time for my 06:52 Metropolitan Line train to Finchley Road. I was at the stop 25 minutes in advance; sadly the local Aldi didn't open until 8, so I just waited on the pavement along with a load of people with suitcases. It was full to the brim, not surprising seeing that it was £11 return. The cheapest train I could find for two weeks' time came in at £63. The person next to me had broad shoulders, so it was tight for space. Something I'm used to with Colin but not as bad as a very uncomfortable trip to Scotland with PuffPuff in 2019 where I got half a seat.
It arrived ten minutes early, then it was ten minutes walk to the Lloyd's Number 1 bar, the only remaining Spoons I needed in Nottingham. It was busy due to some kind of Pride march going on, so service wasn't the quickest. It was then to the Canalhouse, where I met Paul, AKA Non League Rover. Sadly, my choice of Three Cats cider was sold out, so I made do with a pint of Cold River to be sociable and catch up. I then left and went to the Vat and Fiddle; here I struck gold with a pint of Seventh Cider. Both beverage and drink were sublime. Finally, it was a 20-minute walk to the bus stop I needed, past Pride folk having a great time. Nottingham had been a fantastic city, but I was off to the outskirts, namely Sherwood. The Samuel Hall was an excellent Spoons for a swift pint of Black Dragon. The Sherwood Arrow hourly schedule limited my chances of a quick dash to the ground and I had to be on the ball. I was, but the Sherwood Arrow drove straight past as they were behind schedule. Instead, it was the Pronto towards Chesterfield which dropped me off 25 minutes from the ground. After a fair walk, I was there at 2.25. Chips were £3, entry £3 and a programme was £1-50. All fairly priced, I met up with Paul in the ground who has travel problems of his own.
There were team photos and a minutes silence for a former assistant manager before the game kicked off a couple of minutes late. It was a fairly tepid first half with me struggling to stay awake. The very dry pitch didn't help. Notts County took the lead with a neat finish from a well-worked move on 43, Joe Bryan the scorer. The second half started in the same manner. Bryan got his second on 48 minutes with a lob to make it 2-0. Some poor communication in defence allowed Notts County to grab a scrappy third on 66 minutes. There was a sending-off apiece for a fairly tame scuffle four minutes from time. In injury time, the Arnold #18 scored with a neat finish to make it 3-1 just as I was leaving to get my bus. It was a fair result, and I was well on time for my connection back south. It had been a good day; the only negative was the ropey transport connections to the ground. I noted that Nottingham offered a huge range of destinations for the capped bus fare and bore this in mind for the future. Taco Bell and Tesco were utilised for food and drink on the way back, and I was at Broadmarsh bus station half an hour before my coach.
THE GROUND
EAGLE VALLEY is a smart and functional stadium that could probably cope with step 4 football. Two small metal stands give 100 seats and 100 standing places, both under cover. The bar and food facilities offer a reasonable range at a fair price. The only bad thing is the location; with the nearest bus stop only offering an hourly service, the nearest regular bus stop is a half-hour walk away.





























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