
Saturday 22nd June 2019 Catalan Dragons v Hull FC Stade Gilbert Brutus
Guest writer Brian Sylvester
After many years avoiding the trip to France my children bought me a holiday in Spain to coincide with the fixture for my 60th birthday.
We left a cold England on the Friday from Birmingham Airport and flew into Barcelona Airport arriving early evening. We had no problems being reacquainted with my wheelchair and were soon on our transfer bus to Lloret De Mar.
We arrived in Lloret just an hour later and were dropped off at our hotel. The first thing we noticed with Lloret was it appeared to have become Lloret De Hull as whichever way you looked Black and White was the obvious colour to be seen in.
Check in was swift and we were soon in our room.
Saturday dawned, bright and very warm and we were soon on our way to find our coach departure point. Now I say coach departure point it was more like a bus station as coach after coach, seventeen in total, pulled up outside the hotel, picked up their passengers and were soon heading to Perpignan.
Congratulations must go to Lisa Jewitt, who organised this mammoth operation and raised money for the Life for a Kidcharity in Hull.
Now the journey was a familiar story for Hull FC fans used to crossing the M62 on a Friday night, yes there was an accident blocking the road near the border with France and as if by magic there were roadworks on the French border crossing delaying the coaches by nearly an hour. Despite the holdups we arrived in Perpignan early afternoon.
The coach dropped us close to the Castle square and this was packed with happy Hull fans, not only enjoying the weather but most seemed to be participating in the odd glass or three of the local brew. I appreciate that the French must be used to Rugby League supporters but this felt like an invasion.
Old Faithful and other battle cries were soon reverberating around the old castle walls.
After meeting back at the buses, we made the ten-minute journey to the Stade Gilbert Brutus. From about half way there it became obvious that Hull fans were out in abundance many walking to the ground.
We were dropped off opposite the swimming pool and we made our way to the ticket office to meet a friend who had got tickets for us.
The road was closed but sadly so was the footpath as the local TV company had parked a wagon on the path. It was a steep drop to the road; the French don’t appear to offer ramps for wheelchairs to cross roads. We met up with Tony and proceeded to the entrance.
Even over an hour before kick off there were long queues to gain entry. The French authorities were searching everyone who entered the stadium, causing the long wait. Fortunately, they spotted the wheelchair and fast tracked us through a side gate.
After the trouble France has experienced over the last few years I fully appreciate and understand the security checks.
Our tickets were for the stand down the main stand side of the ground (Tribune Bonzoms) and was thrilled to find there was a ramp up to the disabled seating.
Despite the tickets being numbered it was a sit anywhere in the disabled area.
We were soon joined by another family of Hull fans, and I should note here that Catalan provided the wheelchair user with two complimentary tickets, so her parents could sit with her, well done Catalan Dragons.
As kick off time approached a Catalan supporter arrived in an electric wheelchair and did his best to intimidate the young lady Hull fan in the wheelchair next to us. He made it perfectly clear he wanted to sit there. Fortunately, he eventually moved three seats down but still was giving us evil looks.
Before kick-off I went to the toilet. On entry I noticed the disabled toilet was right at the front, which was handy as the floor inside the main section was flooded.


Despite this they looked clean. The disabled toilet door was not radar key and was difficult to open as it had obviously swelled in the heat.
On entry I noticed there was no toilet seat and the toilet itself was very low, my daughter informed me the same was true of the Ladies facilities as well, this made it difficult for me to use. I must note here that there was at least toilet paper something our hotel back in Lloret seemed unable to provide.
The toilet bowl was clean but again the floor was wet. On returning to my place we purchased food, to do this you had to purchase tokens before going to the counters, a bit laborious but typically French. I paid five euro (£4.49) for a hot dog that was magnificent. Four six-inch sausages in a crusty French stick, probably the best hot dog in Super League and that is from a hot dog expert lol.
The view from the Tribune was brilliant, it was raised but there were railings in front obscuring the view of the near touch line. The screen was situated to our right, but the sun made it difficult to see.
A nice touch was they thanked the travelling support for covering 1665 kilometres to support the team on the screen.
The game kicked off and the atmosphere was superb, if slightly intimidating as we seemed to be the only six Hull supporters in the stand. Our friend ,not, spent most of the game facing the stand or glaring at us as we celebrated in style our victory.
The other French disabled fan left a few minutes early and shook our hands warmly and wished us well on our travels, proper rugby league support.
When the other fan left he just stuck his nose up at us as we said au revoir to him, rather tongue in cheek.
At the end of the game it was nice that quite a number of Catalan supporters came down and shook our hands and complemented Hull on their performance.
Just goes to show how it only takes one bad apple to try and spoil the day. Hull fans, it was estimated that there were over 2000 in the ground, sang happily as they left the ground and once again the buses were parked on the main street ,in number order and we were soon on our way back to Lloret, tired, happy and just a little bit suntanned.
In conclusion I now regret the years I didn’t attend the game, overall it was a great experience and despite minor problems for wheelchair users I would recommend anyone to make the trip, if only for the hot dog.
In summary for accessibility Brian has scored 7 out of 10, the area around the stadium was difficult to manoeuvre due to the lack of drop kerbs and the disabled toilet didn’t have radar key access or swing both ways.
Thank you Brian for your valuable insight of your trip to Perpignan.
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