I can remember a night out during the early nineties when Phil Stant tagged along with us, we ended up in the casino on St Mary Street, and all Stanty did was eat all of the complimentary sandwiches and bum Cigarettes, that was that. Bumped into Nick Richardson in Llanishen Villiage, he was playing for Wrexham at the time and they were staying in one of the hotels at the top of Fidlas rd (both gone) He was standing outside the co op, waiting for a team mate, while I was having a chat with him, out walked Gary Bennett (Wrexham Striker) He took some stick of us, but was really nice and invited me for a pint in the Church Inn. Last Summer while on Holiday in Majorca, I heard a Cardiff Accent, looked up and it was Gilo pushing a pram and what I can only presume was his daughter hurrying him along. I didn't get involved in that one. Fascinating stuff!
I know that this thread is probably going to involve pubs, bars and alcohol, but I really hope that some of you have some surreal stories to tell. My mate reckons that Jamie Vardy accidently pissed on his shoes at Strensham Services, but I don't believe him.