A cracking old pub with
great beers, this was my local from being 17. Had a landlord and landlady,
the Lindsays - they had it for years (I went to Brookdale Park High School
with their three kids) They were real old school tenants, didn’t really like
people being in and hated ‘newcomers’. Think ‘Early Doors’… Lmfao…
When they retired and
sold up, another couple of tenants took over. Bob and Denise Lamb…..what a
great pair they were, they had the place busy every night….football teams,
darts, cards always busy with something in the vault. Great crowd of
regulars and staff. They made a fair few quid in there, and then Marston's
brewery saw this and got greedy, so when up for renewing their tenancy, they
said they could only stay on as managers. You can imagine the Lambs answer
to tha.
So, they sadly left, and
Marston’s in their wisdom put a manager in, some cockney without a clue, and
within six months he had lost the vault, and most of the ‘room’ too. A
succession of managers came and went, each trying to get the old crowd back
without success, (once you lose ‘em, hard to get ‘em back!) and it
inevitably spiraled down through the route of serving ‘kids’ WKDs and then
druggies got in, and it now sits boarded up.
See it whenever I visit
my old man round there, and brings a tear to the eye to see it like it is
now. I see great memories and people looking at it.
