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Heroes & Villains => Heroes Discussion => Topic started by: Hookeysmith on January 09, 2012, 03:06:43 PM
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Not sure if the other Villa fan (guy in his late 40's maybe early 50's) that was with his missus in the Troc watching the game on sat night is a member on here but if he is then fair play to him.
To cut a long story short
I was in town with my missus on sat and we decided to watch the game in the Troc - we got a seat at the bar and behind us was said villa fan and his wife. All around us was just normal sat evening drinkers so the guy in the pub put the game on for us (apparantly if any sniff of trouble and the game goes off) The after a few minutes 5 typical noses came in and stood by us, all burberried up with some of the biggest golden bollocks i have ever seen, one of them was a woman decked out in full nose tracksuit and football shirt (classy). Once we scored all they did was take the piss and the other guy was getting agitated. My missus gave me the "You start and im off" lecture and i kept my cool. They really went out of their way to start something (mainly with this other guy) a few times he and one of the noses went eye ball to eye ball. I got in between them and calmed it down only for them to turn their attention to me.
Anyhow through much provocation the villa fan left with his missus after telling them all to fuck off.
Thankfully both the couple and after the game me and my missus got out of there without any further grief.
Firstly if you are reading this - well done mate for taking no shit off them and holding your own
and secondly why are "the other side" such classless wankers that feel really brave having a pop at a couple of blokes having a drink with their missus and watching a game
Total knobs the lot of them
Oh and for the record only one of them (the tracksuited woman) had been part of the 14K actually at their game
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I've never been physically threatened watching a game in the pub, thankfully. However, I have noticed certain Blose fans who turn up to a pub to watch when Villa are playing but don't bother when The Heathens are on the box. Bearing in mind I know these particular fans never actually attend the game they are sad beyond belief. To quote Trevor Francis "if Birmingham did the double over Villa and got relegated most of their fans would consider that a great season". Obsessed weirdos.
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There were a couple of 'noses' in the British Oak on Saturday night stood by the screen. As soon as we scored they started singing '16 years, and won fuck all'. I reminded them that we had round our version of that song upto 100 years. He shut up then. I also asked his friend where they watched the game... He said in the Three Horseshoes. My question of 'I guess it was difficult to decide where to sit down there eh?' went down a treat ;D
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What a sad bunch! Says alot about their fans when they cant even fill out their stadium for a local derby in the cup game. I hope they continue to ply their trade in the championship with a stint in league 1.
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The only real grief I've had with noses is after the 3-0 defeat under Taylor when I had to had to chin two of the little chav rats for spitting beer all over my bike (it had a Villa badge on the side fairing).
Otherwise its just been banter with those I know. Which has occasionally been... spirited, but never violent.
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Having lived in bandit country this story sounds fairly typical.
I now live in the Black Country among plenty of Wolves and Albion fans, and while I'm sure they have their fair share of idiots I have yet to have a problem when watching Villa.
The 'Noses have a reputation for picking on people who aren't looking for trouble.
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My flatmate says how it spreads around that 'The Villa are losing' in his block during their games.
Can't say I've ever heard the same down the Villa when it's a non-significant game for them.
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I'm beginning to think that football fans are like a decent wine, they mature with age.
There's a nose who drinks in my local who I had a few run ins with (to put it mildly) in the 70's and early 80's. Nowadays we drink together and sometimes reminisce about the 'good old days', but mostly we seem to bemoan the stupid attitudes from both sides of the divide. That isn't to say that my absolute dislike of SHA has changed, or his dislike of the Villa. It's just that we have both mellowed a little and as we have grown up we have realised that the cross city rivalry isn't the be all and end all.
There are younger followers of both clubs in our local who knowing our personal history find it incomprehensible that we can drink and have a laugh together, and there's nothing either of us can say that will change their minds.
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When they got to Wembley, about 50 of them went in the Famous 3 kings in London, which shows live Premier League games on the Saturday afternoon before their game, 'looking' for Villa fans. We were at home to Blackburn. They obviously knew there wouldnt be any of the villa mob in there and wanted to pick on people.
A mate of mine who usually sits next to me in the Upper Holte was in there. Said they were horrible.
They are pathetic.
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Troc used to be a great place to watch Villa games. Went downhill when they took Jukeboxout and succesive landlords have prioritised serving food..
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Troc used to be a great place to watch Villa games. Went downhill when they took Jukeboxout and succesive landlords have prioritised serving food..
Exactly, I used to love the Troc. Was distraught when they gutted the place and tried to go a bit more upmarket. Went in there one day and BBC News 24 was on the TV for crying out loud, who wants to watch the news in a pub?
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Troc used to be a great place to watch Villa games. Went downhill when they took Jukeboxout and succesive landlords have prioritised serving food..
Exactly, I used to love the Troc. Was distraught when they gutted the place and tried to go a bit more upmarket. Went in there one day and BBC News 24 was on the TV for crying out loud, who wants to watch the news in a pub?
I can beat that. Assembly Rooms in Solihull put the Boat Race on at the behest of two old bags, turning off the Villa - Man U match.
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Troc used to be a great place to watch Villa games. Went downhill when they took Jukeboxout and succesive landlords have prioritised serving food..
You may or may not have gathered by now but I live out in the Atlantic so is that the Troc of old out towards the theatre?
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You live in the middle of the ocean?
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You live in the middle of the ocean?
Not exactly, Scilly little place really ;D
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Maybe he's Cristian Ronaldo!
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The Azores?
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AS i said the older villa fan was there with his missus (and i was with mine) and he had had a few but was ok. When there were a few of them they kept goading this guy who stood his ground and told them to fuck off - much to the disgust and then fear of his missus.
Anyhow after the game i am outside having a fag. The one little mouthy scrote (mid 30's i would say, bald head, burberry and a bit rotund with the biggest gold chain and bollocks i have ever seen) came outside. Now i am 6,2" and not shy and when he was on his own and saw me you could see his face turn a different shade. It was all "its not you mate but the other geezer" etc etc. I told him he was out of order and to "go away"
My missus does not have a clue about football and over time i have tried to explain about noses and how you can spot them a mile off by their dress and their attitude and demeanour. She now fully understands and as we were walking through town later she actually made a game of trying to point them out
Its remarkable how easy it is to play this game - especially when they have the IQ of a plant and are usually dragging their knuckles behind them
And just for balance - i am sure we have enough pricks of our own and if the tables were turned i would have told the villa fans to piss off as well - guys with their missus watching a game is out of order, especially if they are not staring anything other than cheering their team. Banter i would actively encourage, its what the game is about - but this was nasty and only done to start a row.
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I used to spend all my time in there but since they re-done it I hardly ever go in. I didn't even know they had the football on.
It used to be a villa pub I remember it gettin closed during a manure game because someone chinned an albion fan for cheering when manure scored. Suddenly the place was raided by riot police and I had to watch the rest of the game in the newt
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It used to be a villa pub I remember it gettin closed during a manure game because someone chinned an albion fan for cheering when manure scored. Suddenly the place was raided by riot police and I had to watch the rest of the game in the newt
You must have been freezing.
Oh, newt
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The reason I ask is because going back to the 70's and 80's the Troc as I remember, (not that I know through personal experience) was so gay it don't bare thinking about, in fact it was the Troc and then onto the Grosvenor on the Hagley Rd, that's what a few Homo Thexual friends said to me.
But hey ho, I could be wrong.
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Troc used to be a great place to watch Villa games. Went downhill when they took Jukeboxout and succesive landlords have prioritised serving food..
Exactly, I used to love the Troc. Was distraught when they gutted the place and tried to go a bit more upmarket. Went in there one day and BBC News 24 was on the TV for crying out loud, who wants to watch the news in a pub?
I can beat that. Assembly Rooms in Solihull put the Boat Race on at the behest of two old bags, turning off the Villa - Man U match.
Ah now, that'd be Karren Brady and her Mum. Always keen to flick over to a man in a boat.
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The reason I ask is because going back to the 70's and 80's the Troc as I remember, (not that I know through personal experience) was so gay it don't bare thinking about, in fact it was the Troc and then onto the Grosvenor on the Hagley Rd, that's what a few Homo Thexual friends said to me.
But hey ho, I could be wrong.
You're right, my cousin worked in the Imperial Hotel over the road and the Troc was where they'd drink after work and I'd often meet them in there. The place seemed to be full of older gay men, prostitutes and then the chefs and waitresses from the hotel.
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I still use the Troc a couple of times a week after work or when popping through town on the way to my bus stop.
I was in there after work on the Friday before New Year, watching the darts, and a mate asked if the noses were playing - I had no idea what he was on about.
Roughly 2 minutes later a bunch of meatheads stood behind me started singing Wipe That Snot at the tops of their voices. We decided it would be best if we moved on to another pub.
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We had actually gone into the Windsor first, to give my brain a remider of days of old when it was Villa's main pub in town - my God how it had changed
Now just a place for piss heads of the world to unite - and no football!
Very helpful Aussie guy behind the bar though who told us the game would be on in the Troc
And yes back in the day is was a well know establishment for those that liked the odd musical and were good with fabrics
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I use the Troc a fair bit, but have never seen any football related trouble in there. And that's back to the days when it was a good quality shit hole before they tarted it up!
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This thread backs up what my idea of the Troc is, a gay bar in the seventies, Villa in the 80's and 90's, don't bother now.
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I've never seen any football-related trouble at the Troc either.
Quite like the Peroni there, and I've never been insulted by the staff, unlike at certain other pubs in the centre of Brum. So all-in-all I think its pretty decent.
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I always watch the matches in The Jester.
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me and my mate was in the briar rose at 9.am on saturday morning,having a bite before getting the coach to bristol.when about 50 wolves strolled in{stone island the works}they was alright with us,bet it was a bit moody about 11am.
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We were in the Troc when a full on Villa Olbiyun tear up kicked off the once. It was the day of Der Hammer's injury time winner from 100 yards out.
The jukebox was still going strong and the liquidator was being played on repeat.
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Stuck in the Gulf now, but in the early through to the middle of the 80's I can recall at least a dozen times I've seen it go off in the Troc,West Brom, West Ham, Chelsea, Man City, Man Ure, and a number of times against Spurs.
Use to be our meeting place prior to going to the Uppers.
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The Guild was always our near the ground pub of choice.
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I always watch the matches in The Jester.
Yes, nice one.
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Just been reading this thread, i now know why my uncle used to look at me a bit funny when i said i was off to the Troc. I was in there all the time when i was living in brum. I remember going in there for a quick pint before getting the train to Coventry. We were stood at the bar when a large group of noses came in and started mouthing off. One of my mates was a pretty big lad and stood his ground. The bounces on the door around 2000 were Villa fans and we used to have a good laugh together. Went in about 2 years ago with my wife and thought it was crap. Great pub pre snobs, oh they were the days.
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The Troc and on to Snobs. Young me on a Friday night right there.
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The Troc and on to Snobs. Young me on a Friday night right there.
We were out on our work Xmas booze up last year, and our younger members of staff were trying to convince us to go to Snobs at about 1am.
Some things have a feeling of permanence about them, and Snobs is one, I reckon
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My Dad and my gaffer at work tell me the Troc was a gay bar when they were younger. I like it in there. Although it's not the best pub for watching Football in.
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The Troc and on to Snobs. Young me on a Friday night right there.
Aston Campus, Pen and Wig, Costas and then either Edwards #8, Hummingbird or XLs. Depending on who got their way.
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My Dad and my gaffer at work tell me the Troc was a gay bar when they were younger. I like it in there. Although it's not the best pub for watching Football in.
It's just about the only pub left in the city centre that shows the football!
And yes - it was a gay bar in the 60s.
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The Troc and on to Snobs. Young me on a Friday night right there.
Aston Campus, Pen and Wig, Costas and then either Edwards #8, Hummingbird or XLs. Depending on who got their way.
Sound about the same route we took. I went in The Black Horse a while back for the first time in nearly 15 years. It brought back a few memories.
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I remember when Snobs was the most upmarket club in town.
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The Troc and on to Snobs. Young me on a Friday night right there.
Aston Campus, Pen and Wig, Costas and then either Edwards #8, Hummingbird or XLs. Depending on who got their way.
Sound about the same route we took. I went in The Black Horse a while back for the first time in nearly 15 years. It brought back a few memories.
It's not a bad boozer (again).
We used to prey on the shoegazing chicks back in the day.
The music was awful but one must make sacrifices.
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Eight years ago to the day in the Troc, a crazy lady threw a glass at me and then came at me with a stool.
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Eight years ago to the day in the Troc, a crazy lady threw a glass at me and then came at me with a stool.
....And you been happily married ever since? Sorry couldnt resist
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The Troc and on to Snobs. Young me on a Friday night right there.
Aston Campus, Pen and Wig, Costas and then either Edwards #8, Hummingbird or XLs. Depending on who got their way.
I miss Costa's and Eddies.
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The Troc and on to Snobs. Young me on a Friday night right there.
Aston Campus, Pen and Wig, Costas and then either Edwards #8, Hummingbird or XLs. Depending on who got their way.
I miss Costa's and Eddies.
I was out with some work colleagues recently, we were heading towards The Victoria, and I pointed at John Bright Street, and told one of the younger ones that that street was for a while the centre of Brum's boozey nightlife in the 80s. He didn't believe me.
Brought back memories of standing outside Boogies at 2.15 on a Sunday morning, resplendent in shiny Burtons suit, shirt and tie, wolfing down kebabs (most of which spilled down said suit).
Happy days.
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Eight years ago to the day in the Troc, a crazy lady threw a glass at me and then came at me with a stool.
Gillian McKeith?
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Eight years ago to the day in the Troc, a crazy lady threw a glass at me and then came at me with a stool.
....And you been happily married ever since? Sorry couldnt resist
She's still available I believe http://www.heroesandvillains.info/forumv3/index.php?topic=46283.0
*so, so sorry*
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The Troc and on to Snobs. Young me on a Friday night right there.
Aston Campus, Pen and Wig, Costas and then either Edwards #8, Hummingbird or XLs. Depending on who got their way.
I miss Costa's and Eddies.
I was out with some work colleagues recently, we were heading towards The Victoria, and I pointed at John Bright Street, and told one of the younger ones that that street was for a while the centre of Brum's boozey nightlife in the 80s. He didn't believe me.
Brought back memories of standing outside Boogies at 2.15 on a Sunday morning, resplendent in shiny Burtons suit, shirt and tie, wolfing down kebabs (most of which spilled down said suit).
Happy days.
Shouting up at the lady trying to order a taxi by any chance ?
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Do you know the retro room at Snobs now plays all my favourite music.
I discovered this from a youngster moaning about it being shit the other week.
Bloody heathen.
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I had my 18th birthday party in Snobs, just a couple of years ago obviously!! Shiny Reiss suit, thin red leather tie, white socks red leather slip ons - mustard!!
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I had my 18th birthday party in Snobs, just a couple of years ago obviously!! Shiny Reiss suit, thin red leather tie, white socks red leather slip ons - mustard!!
Mind you, it was the season we got relegated
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I had my 18th birthday party in Snobs, just a couple of years ago obviously!! Shiny Reiss suit, thin red leather tie, white socks red leather slip ons - mustard!!
I met my now ex-husband in Snobs
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I shagged a bird wearing devil horns in the toilets there one halloween.
Shameful.
I miss being young.
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The floor in snobs was always soaked in beer and incredibly sticky but then that could have been cheltenhamlion!
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I had my 18th birthday party in Snobs, just a couple of years ago obviously!! Shiny Reiss suit, thin red leather tie, white socks red leather slip ons - mustard!!
I met my now ex-husband in Snobs
He's probably down there tonight looking for a new wife, SOTC.
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The Troc and on to Snobs. Young me on a Friday night right there.
Aston Campus, Pen and Wig, Costas and then either Edwards #8, Hummingbird or XLs. Depending on who got their way.
I miss Costa's and Eddies.
I was out with some work colleagues recently, we were heading towards The Victoria, and I pointed at John Bright Street, and told one of the younger ones that that street was for a while the centre of Brum's boozey nightlife in the 80s. He didn't believe me.
Brought back memories of standing outside Boogies at 2.15 on a Sunday morning, resplendent in shiny Burtons suit, shirt and tie, wolfing down kebabs (most of which spilled down said suit).
Happy days.
late 80's edwards no 8 was it, in said suit and tie. luckily i got into dance music early into the 90's and ended up in the steering wheel and all nighters in cream. very messsy days! did a fair bit in snobs and got into big fight once down there. loved the indie sounds there.
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For sticky floors you would be hard pressed to beat the academy.
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I remember going to Snobs wearing Devils horns one Halloween years ago when I was going through my transgender operation and some bloke shagged me in the toilets.
I was amazed by his tiny cock and lack of personal hygiene.
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I remember going to Snobs wearing Devils horns one Halloween years ago when I was going through my transgender operation and some bloke shagged me in the toilets.
I was amazed by his tiny cock and lack of personal hygiene.
The way I read it, the devil horns were cheltenhamlion's. It's an enduring image.
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Every time I think I have read the funniest thread on H&V...
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We had a new gaffer in the White Hart once who decide he was going to put an end to the recreational use of certain substances in the toilet. On his third day in the job there was a big fire in the car park.
Or in his car to be more precise.
EDIT: sorry, thought I was on the 'rough pubs' thread.
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For sticky floors you would be hard pressed to beat the academy.
Sam Wellers had the stickiest floors of any pub I’ve ever been in. As soon as you walked through the door you where struggling to keep your shoes on!
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The floor of the Hummingbird was so sticky that Solvite use to buy flooring from there for their adverts, complete with some poor bloke who was still stuck to it in his white suit. He shouldn't have drank so many £1 Redstripe cans.
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The only times I ventured into B'ham town centre at night was to go to concerts at places like the Hummingbird.
Never drank in town in my youth.
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The floor of the Hummingbird was so sticky that Solvite use to buy flooring from there for their adverts, complete with some poor bloke who was still stuck to it in his white suit. He shouldn't have drank so many £1 Redstripe cans.
That will have been me..
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What, no mentions for The Greyhound off Holloway Head?
I'll have a pint of Rough and Black please.
Mind you our early 70's Friday nights used to start in the Costermonger, then on to the Troc, Bierkeller on New St. (below Bogarts)
The Shakespeare and finally the Greyhound. By which time we didn't care what we were drinking. ;D
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I used to go to the Outrigger(ship ashore in later days)before it was knocked down and the royal george and synatras on snow hill owned by Tom Ryan of Ryans cafe fame(it's a mod thing) before going to snobs and getting in free as I knew the dj's(on certain nights).....I don't recognise Brum these day's if walking around
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Eight years ago to the day in the Troc, a crazy lady threw a glass at me and then came at me with a stool.
Gillian McKeith?
Party pooper innit.
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Most bizarre sight I saw in the Troc was in the late 90's when a bloke had a row, then chinned a woman selling roses.
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What, no mentions for The Greyhound off Holloway Head?
I'll have a pint of Rough and Black please.
Mind you our early 70's Friday nights used to start in the Costermonger, then on to the Troc, Bierkeller on New St. (below Bogarts)
The Shakespeare and finally the Greyhound. By which time we didn't care what we were drinking. ;D
What were you doing to miss out the old Yates's, The Windsor and The Temple Bar?
Finishing at the Greyhound would mean a rough Saturday.
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What, no mentions for The Greyhound off Holloway Head?
I'll have a pint of Rough and Black please.
Mind you our early 70's Friday nights used to start in the Costermonger, then on to the Troc, Bierkeller on New St. (below Bogarts)
The Shakespeare and finally the Greyhound. By which time we didn't care what we were drinking. ;D
In the early/mid 70's there was an old* bloke called Ernie, looked like Captain Birdseye, who used to go in the Greyhound, get out of his head, then, sitting on his own, abuse people on the buses down the Bristol Road. *Terrifyingly, he probably wasn't much older than I am now
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Those were the days when the only pubs on Broad Street were the Crown and the Westward Ho!
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Those were the days when the only pubs on Broad Street were the Crown and the Westward Ho!
Happy days...I used to go in the Westward some lunchtimes when I worked at the old Motor Tax office in Oozells Street. You used to see the ATV crowd in The Crown, I remember seeing Simon Smith & Billy Wright in there on occasions
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Those were the days when the only pubs on Broad Street were the Crown and the Westward Ho!
Happy days...I used to go in the Westward some lunchtimes when I worked at the old Motor Tax office in Oozells Street. You used to see the ATV crowd in The Crown, I remember seeing Simon Smith & Billy Wright in there on occasions
Oozells St Motor Tax Office. I went there a few times. Hidden away near Barbarellas. Bulls Head, Bishopsgate St and the Crusader were also in the area. Prince of Wales and Longboat. Rum Runner. Another venue that opened in the late afternoon, when everywhere else was shut, was that club on Holloway Head opposite the Greyhound. Can't think of its name. The Sentinels, the Colwyn. The list is endless.
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Another venue that opened in the late afternoon, when everywhere else was shut, was that club on Holloway Head opposite the Greyhound. Can't think of its name.
The Odd Spot?
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Another venue that opened in the late afternoon, when everywhere else was shut, was that club on Holloway Head opposite the Greyhound. Can't think of its name.
The Odd Spot?
That was it Dave. Is it still there?
Woodman in Cregoe St.
The Emily Arms was about as grim as you could get.
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Another venue that opened in the late afternoon, when everywhere else was shut, was that club on Holloway Head opposite the Greyhound. Can't think of its name.
The Odd Spot?
That was it Dave. Is it still there?
Woodman in Cregoe St.
The Emily Arms was about as grim as you could get.
Last I heard it was the Bier Keller.