A twenty-minute walk from the nearest pub, or a Rory Delap throw-in's distance from either the Moray Firth or the main road north, the Tulloch Caledonian Stadium is a neat and tidy ground built with all the loving care of an edge-of-town outlet shopping centre. The main stand has its back to the water, the clubshop is a portakabin, and the nearest buildings of any note are a scrapyard and a bathroom tile warehouse.
On the plus side, Terry Butcher was nowhere to be seen.