Pubs fondly remembered.....

For me personally; the Elm Tree - when it was mentioned as 'the den of thieves' it summed it up to be honest. Now don't get me wrong, i was not a regular but..... as a curious 15/16 year old, we could get served on occasions.
The White Hart Hotel in Peel Square - excellent, vibrant, packed out place - as was The Chennells (before the upper pool table section was thought of).
The Magnet - cos you could get a post-match beer at 6.10pm. On my own behalf i normally had a substantial meal in the Minerva cafe in the bus staion before entering The Magnet. After which; it was off into Tarn for a bloody good night out! Not many towns, in all honesty, have matched Barnsley for a cracking nightlife - and there's no rose-tinted spectacles on this chap either !!!
The Ship Inn - knee trembler with a certain, ahem, lady ----- my first knee trembler. Not that i'm a a sort of Brad Pitt-esque looking chap!! To be honest; i'm more Ray Winston meets British Bulldog in the 'looks' stakes but... there you go... no-one's perfect!
Rebecca's - the one and only nightclub in Barnsley in my youth. It was more like th magic roundabout!! Chips in a basket sort of thing. Burgundy trousers etc.

Memories eh!? (hatsoff)

 

didn't frequent tarn much when I was younger for fear of getting a shoein, but I remember chanells and rebeccas.</p>

Bird cage in Hoyland was a good un.</p>

Also a pub in West Melton called George and Dragon(been demolished now and replaced with houses like alot of boozers rarnd here), we did a gig in there one night and a guy was selling acid tabs on the door for 50p, but he couldn't sell it so he give it away, a pretty wild night , even the landlord had some..</p>

 

Bird Cage in Hoyland....

Bit of a no-go for those in my age group and from around Worsbough. We once got enticed into going by 'the elder lot' and to be honest, evrything went ok until outdoors after last orders etc and i seem to recall puch-ups up and down the hill and quite a few people happy to get on the 'last bus'.
Another pub fondly remembered is The Redbrook when they had the disco night.

 

Rebeccas

how many times i did that circular walk. I wore out the carpet.

Breshnev had a telephone for the dj "cans".

Liberator by Spear of Destiny came on and we all went mental. Bresh said calm down or I'll not put another on. He always did tho, normally Cult or Smiths. Then had to calm it with a bit of Alexander O Neill

Happy days

 

I was a player at t'Cage

Mainly stuff like THE ALARM, CLASH, TENPOLE TUDOR, JAM and BIG COUNTRY.

Dancing like a t w a t on sumdy's shoulders

 

Top Boozer

In Grimey, saw my first stripper one sunday when i was 15, sneeked in and was caught by my old man.. </p>

Had some brilliant nights in there. </p>

 

RE: Rebeccas

We are definitely of a similar period Mr Terrier sir! I don't expect you to know this story but, seeing as i'm getting all doey-eyed about my beloved hometown whilst sat in deepest 'darn sarf', here goes....... Many moons ago, whilst a snip of a lad i bought some blue (and it has to be said slight blue-ish) Luomo trousers for the impending evening out. Everything went well this evening..... even moreso as i trod the so-called 'magic roundabout' - birds were certainly noticing me and, to some extent, after a couple of rounds the odd one of two began to acknowledge me. Myself.... thinking "****! maybe this is my night?" - one of those rare night when nothing can affect you (?) - the confident walk, the purposeful stride stride etc.. Anyhow; aftre a while of these feelings and, having noticed the looks that i'm getting from virtually everyone that is sat around the periphery it's now my turn to get the drinks in....... I bowl up to the bar... i'm acknowledged by a very attractive blonde whose acquaintance i have never had the pleasure of previously and she says: "Hello. Can i tell you something?"..... Myself, getting all excited and thinking 'bloody hell!!' ( she really was stunning) replies "yeh luv. Whats' up?"................ To which she replied: " I think you've farted and followed through!"

Apparently.............. it was true; i'd let one go some time in the evening and the buggar must have been a belter! When i was walking around thinking i had that 'special touch' on the rare occasion, i had actually farted, followed through, and everyone had been on about it WOOPS!!!





/poo /poo

 

Reform Club in Wombwell to watch the likes of The Gents and Radiation

 

does the '41' in your name refer to your age ? I used to knock around Wusbro', ship, lion etc but i'm 47. Just wondered if i know you. </p>

PS I know Rufus and he's from your neck of the woods.</p>

 

There's a song that has a line, "To go where everyone knows your name" and that for me was the Cutting Edge, although my name proved too difficult for some, they just referred to me as "tw@t".

 

 bit unkind that mate !!!</p>

Until recently I'd taken to drinking in the Edmunds, but I realised that I'm nearly 20 years younger than most of the 'posh' side and 20 years older than the 'tap 'ole' side so I gave it up as a bad job !!!</p>

 

As a Birdweller, you obviously have at least £100 in the bank and a piano in your parlour. The Edmunds Arms is a lovely pub, but has the atmosphere of a Skegness caravan site, the **** Inn used to be a favourite of mine, back when flared kecks and a spotty kite were in vogue.

 

I hate to admit this but my mum and dad did have a piano !!! Also flared kecks and a spotty tie sounds hmmm..... nice !

 

Memories, that brought a tear to my eye old pal!

 

Spotty tie?

 

I have the Guiness record of

getting chucked out of Rebeccas!

You weren't a bad number 2!

(casualty)

 

RE: Spotty tie?

can't read Russ... gettin on a bit yer know.

 

londoner at monk bretton had some great nights there

 

Old Pavillion (nice bar top tunes)

Tracky Club (big dipper on a Sunday dinner)

Dollys (the place to pull before last bus home)

 

My dad ran Dolly's.