Alan Whittle
Player Valuation: £70m
Yes, in pockets of South and West London also.
The Oldies Thread
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in memoriam - 1965-2024
St Pauls is pretty much a West Indian conclave, its a brilliant place. I guess those pockets of South and West London have a similar feel to them?
Alan Whittle
Player Valuation: £70m
Same. Brixton, and west of Notting Hill.
magicjuan
Player Valuation: £60m
Can't you get a de Lorean like a normal person?
Sadly, hardly at all, not for years.
I remember going to Wolves around 67 for a cup game, 1-1 Ball pen .
ended up in a pub full of immigrants who played with white dominoes with black spots.
I last saw dominoes on a little shelf under a table for customer's to use in the mid 80s in Thatto Heath
Re dominoes.
There was a game called 4 lane ends, which ended up looking like a swastika.
The local custom was when you were down to your last bone...face down onth table...sorry lapsing in to wool there...obvs, you had to spin it and call "Spinner!" In a firm loud manner, failure to properly alert your rivals to you having only one left, led to...pick up 1.
They only caught me once...kin wools
There was a game called 4 lane ends, which ended up looking like a swastika.
The local custom was when you were down to your last bone...face down onth table...sorry lapsing in to wool there...obvs, you had to spin it and call "Spinner!" In a firm loud manner, failure to properly alert your rivals to you having only one left, led to...pick up 1.
They only caught me once...kin wools
summerisle
The rain, it raineth every day
Just for Alexandra Bastedo.
Charles Hawtrey
Player Valuation: £50m
Frip decent ... understatement of the year!
Was that the last time you went to a pub in Thatto Heath @degsy ?*There are several domino leagues thriving in St. Helens.
*not at present obviously
When I worked in Leeds (late 1950's) we used to play dominoes every lunch time. Can't remember the name of the game but the dominoes were shuffled up, face down and you each chose 6 (game for four people). If you couldn't 'go' you had to 'knock'. The first person to get all his dominoes out won. The losers had to pay one penny per spot on what they had left in the hand. Double six seldom got played! There was one guy whose sole objective in life was to dump the guy with double six. I remember when he had the option of either 'sixing' each end or 'threeing' each end. By sixing he would have won but he three'd, ensuring that the poor sod with double six was lumbered! He used to be distraught if double six was in the four dominoes left over after the shuffle!
Yeah, circumstances, lives change and move on.
*There are several domino leagues thriving in St. Helens.
*not at present obviously
The pub was called The Brown Edge, it had some interesting stain glass windows depicting famous historical locals and events.
It was run by a massive in height and waist heart attack waiting to happen called Scott...who in those days was his own best customer, as well as the Pie Shops best customer too.
His missus...a gone to seed 40+ ex low grade beauty pagent contestant type from Newcastle...and 2nd runner up in the Miss Weetabix (north tyneside) contest is...she actually ran the place and stopped it going bankrupt.
I only found it by accident, I mustve driven past it a dozen times was driving from or to somewhere and needed a piss...had a beer, got talking etc, etc.
I saw a poster on the wall for the quiz night and I love a pub quiz me.
Me and Mrs degsy would pop in and relieve them of their quiz prize money on a regular basis.
It got so some (tbh, only a couple of) the locals complained and instigated a handicap system...to stop the (kin) scouser winning all the money.
The Landlord took me aside to tell me..,longtime regulars etc, etc,...big 5 day a week spenders etc, etc,...nothing personal etc, etc, got to know what side my bread is buttered on etc, etc..
As me and mrs degsy got on well with most of the locals and their wives...Not a problem, I said...I was I only there for the beer and a night out away from the tv.
The winner had a handicap of -5 for next week, the runner up got -2...If you failed to win, your handicap dropped by 2
iirc, the highest I got to was -17, but usually sat around -12.
I'd win enough to make It interesting...and the poor losers were still poor losers because they still weren't as clever as they thought they were.
Wools - you gotta love em.
Ha Ha, I remember Scott and his Mrs. You must surely also recall a fat, loud mouthed young barman who was always acting the 'jester'. His name was Michael Pennington in the 80s, but he's better known as Johnny Vegas now lol
I went in there pretty often in the 80s as I worked at Rainill Hospital.
Obviously I was never in there on quiz nights, or you wouldn't have stood a chance lol
Now you mention it, I do very very vaguely, but I don't know if its just because you mentioned it...but then again, loudmouths who think they're funny aren't rare and I tend to tune them out...even if they do sell me beer
I just asked Mrs degsy - blank look, then, who's Johnny Vegas. She remembered Julie(?)..."that big fat bastards" wife though.
Covid permitting Is it still open or has it fallen by the wayside like many others?
It's still going stronger than ever.
It had a big refit a couple of years back, so the inside has been completely rearranged since you were last there.
Like most pubs these days it probably makes as much from food sales as beer. Definitely worth a look next time you're passing though.
