Not at the turnstyles, I once got to Peterborough early doors for an evening match and one of our group fitted the description of a bloke who did an armed robbery earlier that day, despite the fact we were walking towards the ground and in full football scarf gear. Me and the guys I was with all got frisked by plod searching for handguns (in fact I got searched by a tidy lady copper which was quite enjoyable) . All they found were some wine gums and my pork scratchings. They wanted names and addresses too, to which I gave the name and address of some twat from school I disliked. Still think it was all excuse for the rozzers just to have a cheeky fondle.