Brians the barbers in Ferndale Road.
Anything for the weekend sir....i was only 12.
I remember him. You always had to get there early on a Saturday morning early, otherwise the queue would be out of the door. Didn't he has Parkinsons disease or something, as he always seemed to have the shakes?
Only ever used to have a "number one all over please", as I never trusted the fucker to do anything else..
Rhapsody in the Brunel centre. Had a good tattoo shop in the basement.
The Metal Mesh behind the goal in the Town End to stop coins and other various "missiles" from decapitating opposition goalkeepers / defenders.
The Tramways pub / Bar on Regents Circus.
The Old Vic Bar in the Wiltshire Hotel (Now Menzies) opposite the Old police station off of Fleming Way.
When you could still smoke / piss and swear where you stood in the Town End and nobody would be bothered as every other nutter in there would be doing the same.
Being able to buy two (glass) bottles of Carling Black Label in the CGH and get change from 2 quid.
What has happened to our once great town?
