I can just imagine Willie Stanley and his mates, stood at the bar of the Aylesford, talking about forming a team.
"What shall we call ourselves?"
"Coventry United?"
"Coventry Rovers?"
"How about Coventry City FC?"
"Nah! None of them. Let's call ourselves something that everyone will remember forever! Singers FC!"
Used to drink in the Bull & Anchor. The Legion at Ash Green. The Royal Oak. Then off to the Railway & Market Tavern in Bedrock, or off to Nuneaton. Followed by working the closing shift in Madisons. Great days
In light of this...went looking round town on bank holiday monday to see if there were any 'decent' boozers left in the centre which we wouldnt normally frequent...pint in each...
Grapes (looks muggy but nice inside. Irish stuff clamed initial worry)
Gatehouse tavern (decent rugby boozer)
Artisan (posh)
Town crier (not bad.bit dull and spoons looking. Quiet)
Litten tree (full of retired and deranged folk)
Dog (done up and with giod nights on)
Impulse x2 (bonkers. Rammed. Danced with the mentalists. Dj told us to not take the piss and felt obliged to leave)
tudor rose (empty. But alright)
Diplomat (sound enough)
The jag (irish crowd...sat out the back having a fag with GG...apparanetly a known landlord in town my mum says. Irish fella owned mcguigans etc)
Shakespeare (not great. Dive)
Windmill (good for ale folk)
brittania hotel ( off the head. Rammed with old people. Pretty fancy and not expected at all)
Sounds like a good day's pub crawl!
I've never braved Tudor Rose. On a Saturday night it always looks like the worst of humanity has descended upon it.
I can just imagine Willie Stanley and his mates, stood at the bar of the Aylesford, talking about forming a team.
"What shall we call ourselves?"
"Coventry United?"
"Coventry Rovers?"
"How about Coventry City FC?"
"Nah! None of them. Let's call ourselves something that everyone will remember forever! Singers FC!"
Can anyone remember the name of the tiny pub that used to be on the London Road just before the junction with Chace Avenue?
Not much bigger than a living room. Demolished in early 70's I think. On left hand side of road as you were leaving town.
Are you sure Jack - I used to go past there regularly in those day, but cannot ever remember a pub there.
Edit - could it have been a social club?
After a good nights sleep & no longer beer influenced, I've realised the tiny pub was a little further out of town & close to London Rd & St James Lane junction (not Chace Avenue), below a Google st view of where it stood, the Marina Fish Bar is just ahead on the corner. There were definitely buildings there the one nearest the junction a cottage, & the tiny pub was one or 2 properties further from the junction, I only ever went in it a few times. Where it stood is all trees now..
It was called the Yo Yo Arms.
My saturday route after the game was leave Highfield Road.... Head to the General Wolf(meet my dad) then to my grandma & grandad's house for tea, have a shit,shower and shave. My meet my mate's downstairs in the Jag, play pool and drink Tenant's Extra(Stop playin pool because we couldn't see the balls) head to the Windmill drink ruff cider(Brain death, as we called it) then off to the Bug & Black Bat to 'PULL'???? Then it was off to the Irish 2000 or the Pink Parrot to spend the rest of my weeks wages......
Happy days....
Cheers, Neil(Lovin the pubs in Exmouth...)
You obviously have a script writer helping you with this stuff, Grendel, you couldn't come up with something this witty yourself.
Jack, are you sure you are not thinking of the little bar that used to be in the Chace on the opposite side of the road, because I really cannot remember a pub in the place you are thinking of? There was a small, scruffy, spit and sawdust, bar there that was frequented by people from the hostel in Chace Avenue.
Grabbing grannies in the Irish centre???
It was called the Yo Yo Arms.
Grabbing grannies in the Irish centre???
Does any one remember Manhattans it was a wine bar thing on hales st next to the old grammar school
I think the Pool in Pool Meadow refers to the Swanswell, which is a remnant of an ancient lake.
Anyone else accidently wander into "Mr Yardies", which was upstairs from Mr G's...? I thought it was a bit strange that they only served Red Stripe, and were playing "Return of the Mac" on a loop. We weren't the only white people in there, just the only white blokes. I tried chatting up a bird and she seemed keen, but after about 5 minutes someone who looked like Kenny Henry but without a cheery demeanour or a neck interrupred us to ask if i'd paid.
Later on I thought I saw one of the Girls in there on Trisha, saying "she didn't do pink c*ck". And luckily I didn't become part of one of those couples who turned up on a saturday night with his newly married wife still in her wedding dress.
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