Yes you are spot on about Steve , I think the drink done him in the end . His wife Abi was over 6ft I think she was of Zulu decent a very attractive girl :thumbup:Quote:
Originally Posted by alfie
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Yes you are spot on about Steve , I think the drink done him in the end . His wife Abi was over 6ft I think she was of Zulu decent a very attractive girl :thumbup:Quote:
Originally Posted by alfie
Although I lived about 30 yards away I only drank in there occasionally when Dai Furnish had it , I used the Rupperra when Nino Tannetta had it and when Mad Mike McCarthy took it over before he turned it into a wild Zoo.Quote:
Originally Posted by alfie
Abi was a Somali , not to be messed with our Abi.. I am sorry to hear Steve has gone but not surprised, he was a great drinking buddy. That news has made me quite sad.Quote:
Originally Posted by Xmarksplott
They took a pub in Gorseinon after the Rup . I had a few sessions with them both down there after I met a young lady from Swansea. We ran away together to Steves pub :hehe: .
I think it was Trevor Treblecock (think that is the name )said hello to me the other day when I was visiting one of my customers , he looked about 150 years old , I think the Tred lifestyle must have continued .
I was always a bit surprised Dai Bishop was taking part in all the fun and games , he was a professional rugby player at the time. Wasn't taking it as seriously as he might ..:hehe:
Have you moved away Mark ?
Me too , wasnt quite 11 years though.Quote:
Originally Posted by alfie
Oh yes,Nino,forgot about him and you are right about MAD Mike. I moved out of the area when he took it over but i popped in now and then.Crazy pub then.Quote:
Originally Posted by Xmarksplott
Yes Jim moved just outside Cardiff ,takes me 25 minutes to get to clifton street now. Clifton streeet is one of the reasons we moved away, a no go area at night now people fighting with swords I kid you not:hehe:Quote:
Originally Posted by Jimmy the Jock
I think the guy you mention is Trebsy and yes the Tred lifestyle still goes on. Remember Dai Bishop enjoying himself on many occasions with us and at the time he was playing Pro for Hull Kingston Rovers.
Forgot Abi was somali I was close but getting old now:frown::frown:
correct but the 'clientele' (:hehe:) were 90% splott though, if the police were to throw a net over The Tred on a Friday night they could've solved 80% of crimes in the city..Quote:
Originally Posted by splott parker
If my memory serves me right im sure the Cardiff Arms was one of the first pubs to have a pool tableQuote:
Originally Posted by BLUETIT
All true :hehe::hehe::thumbup: But fantastic times because everyone knew each other and would stick together like glue.:thumbup:Quote:
Originally Posted by Splott-light...
Sunday nights on the Special VAT in the Tred back room made Monday mornings unforgettable (or was it forgettable :shrug:). I don’t think the Tred shutting benefitted the police at all. All human life was contained there under one roof, most probably became like a game of mob when it shut:hehe:Quote:
Originally Posted by Splott-light...
Steve Shellard ended his days in one of the houses adjoining the old Moira (block of flats now, surprise, surprise). On a warm day he’d often be sat outside the house with a glass of cider. That Abi would have been some basketball player, Christ she was tall.Quote:
Originally Posted by Xmarksplott
Special VAT . Jesus Christ that stuff should have been made illegal. If you poured a pint of that next to a pint glass full of 4 star petrol you would not tell the difference with the vapour it used to give off.Quote:
Originally Posted by splott parker
When Bob Pinches had the Tred he used to ration us to only 4 pints each. Even that was enough to turn people into someone from another planet.When people drunk that the place turned into the pub like the one in The Boys from the :hehe::calmdown:Blackstuff.
Special Vat made Hurlimanns look like Shandy Bass, evil stuff :hehe:Quote:
Originally Posted by Xmarksplott
to think we were drinking Tennents Super and White Lightening back then too 😳
:hehe:Quote:
Originally Posted by splott parker
what a place though, full of characters, many a lock-in after town early hours of Sunday morning
You’re all correct, Special Vat should have been on the optics not in pints straight out of a flagon. Lovely drink though, only get it on prescription now I believe:hehe:
Indeed , what a place. As were a lot of pubs then full of characters not like your shit pubs now like wetherspoons .Quote:
Originally Posted by Splott-light...
Pubs will never be like they used to be for many reasons but you would be hard pushed to find a place like The Tred was.:frown:
They started selling Special Vat cider in the Llanrumey Hall in the seventies and there was more trouble than usual. They stopped selling it and the fun calmed down. It was not aplace for the faint hearted back in the day.
The Addie was another crackers establishment. My mate Murphy brought a workmate of his down from Manchester who reckoned he’d seen it all up there. How shocked was he when he witnessed a punter dragging the fruit machine out of the door arguing that he reckoned it was his due to how much he’d put in it. Also The Eastern was top notch for MOT certificates and, you know what, they never even had to see your car.
For a small area, Adamsdown , the characters and goings on were unbelievable. I reckon the Krays would have needed security had they ventured.
True enough, i went in there when i was about 17 years old with a couple of blokes after work. One of the locals was just going from table to table and sanding them off with a bit of crap sandpaper, then repeating the sequence. Nobody seemed that bothered. When i asked why he did it, the reply was 'Because he likes it' That told me.Quote:
Originally Posted by splott parker
I also used these 2 pubs and it is true what you say the whole place (Adamsdown) seemed to be full of bonkers people but fantastic times were had in both these pubs.Quote:
Originally Posted by splott parker
The Eastern was the place to go to get almost anything you wanted as long as you knew the right person.
I remember going in there on Sundays as it was shoplifters sale day. Out the back room all the jewels were on display to start a bidding war, the array of goods was mindboggling,there was even a sit on lawnmower there one day ,how they got that out of the shop is anyones guess.
Both mad pubs but full of wonderful colourful characters :hehe:
Tony Debono, bouncer on the Addie door casually smoking the dope he’d confiscated off punters.
Tony was one of my closest best mate. Top guy , we had many a good times and laughs together god bless his soul.Quote:
Originally Posted by splott parker
Who the hell thought it would be a good idea to sell Special Vat to Llanrumney boys :hehe:Quote:
Originally Posted by alfie
Obviously the landlord didnt know the area and locals.Quote:
Originally Posted by Xmarksplott
Old school mate of mineQuote:
Originally Posted by Xmarksplott
Tony could have gone a long way in Rugby if circumstances were different , as you probably know he could be a right handful in his day but saying that he was a very fair bloke if there was any disputes.:thumbup:Quote:
Originally Posted by splott parker
Me and two mates got attacked on Clifton street about 15 years ago about 2am, they did my mate good and proper kicking his head into the curb etc, lost his sense of smell and was in hospital for weeks. Never caught the bastards either…..right outside the police station.Quote:
Originally Posted by Xmarksplott
They’d just left the tred apparently and were off it
How do you know they apparently left the Tred. There are 2 pubs in the area which are closer to the police station The Clifton and The Yellow Kangaroo. Did the police have any evidence that they apparently left the Tred?Quote:
Originally Posted by goats
Yeah he was alright Tony, bit of a chequered life. Born in Norwich if memory serves, brought up in Adamsdown obviously, not sure how, adopted?? Wales u/15 cap at rugby. Photo up with cap in Lady Mary outside main hall. Things could have been looking bright, but could they? Black lad end of the 1960s, although he had a Welsh cap would Union readily accept him? Or would League have been an option?Quote:
Originally Posted by Xmarksplott
Perhaps the rough & tumble of Adamsdown and the odd game for the AcAcs was a bigger pull. I’m sure he had a spell in the CRFC youth system which obviously didn’t work out.
Very sad it all ended on a doorstep in Sanquhar St after a domestic stabbing.
I met his mother at his funeral sadly. I think his father was an american GI visiting our shores . Don't know why he was sent to Cardiff but it was his nana who brought him up in adamsdown.Quote:
Originally Posted by splott parker
With the rugby I think you're right about the CRFC youth system I am sure he played alongside Danny Wilson ,Ryan Giggs dad. Whilst Danny went north because as you said he had no chance of advancing with the WRU of that era , I think Tony just prefered to party.
Danny did try to convince him to follow him up north but was pissed off with the racism.
Sad ending but the relationship was always toxic.
Some blurry video of them coming down and they had been kicked out of there or something, involved in some commotion outside the pub just before….they still had pint glassesQuote:
Originally Posted by Xmarksplott
Sorry to hear about you're ordeal but from what you have said most people who used the Tred were from the Splott area so if they were regulars I don,t think they would have walked that far up Clifton st. near the police station although it is not impossible for this to happen.Quote:
Originally Posted by goats
Also there was a club right behind the police station which the police used themselves and very few people knew about this.
Could it be possible they came from this private club.
Who knows . SW Police are well known for cover ups.:thumbup:
Yes I recall that club, went there a few times, open really late and had a weird layout. It was about 2am when we got attacked, if I hadn’t drunk about 12 pints of Guinness I might have faired a bit better. I’d love to have found the buggers after as they did a right job on my buddy who was a small harmless type.Quote:
Originally Posted by Xmarksplott
Funnily enough this thread had taken me back to when I first arrived in Cardiff.Quote:
Originally Posted by splott parker
I wanted a bit of something a bit recreational. "Go and see Tony Debono in the Eastern" the tourist advice centre offered.
I walked into the Eastern where strangers were welcomed with open arms .
The sign outside was about 8 inches square , the front of the building felt foreboding, almost said DO NOT ENTER .
I asked the guy behind the bar as he stared at me questioningly , if Tony was on the premises.
There was a handful of people in the pub and it went deadly silent.
The tourist information centre hadnt mentioned the frosty locals .
He wasn't there , I drank my pint and left .I wasn't sure if I was going to have to fight my way out.
I did catch up with Tony and he was able to help .
I think I had to get one of the guys from the Tred to introduce me .
We did laugh about my introduction to the Eastern , he certainly was a character.
I have never been in since or before a more closed shop than the Eastern .
The people who drank in were so tight they didn't have time for visitors .
I think the sign outside was bigger than it needed to be.
:hehe: At least you were brave enough to finish your pint Jim. Most strangers who entered usually left at least half and certainly none of them ever bought a second.:hehe:Quote:
Originally Posted by Jimmy the Jock
It was indeed a closed shop almost members only type of pub. As you said if a stranger who came in for a pint the juke box would stop and silence prevailed and all the punters would wait until someone knew the stranger, then as if by magic if someone did the juke box would go back on and conversations would resume.
The obvious reason for this was because the place was full of ex cons and dodgy characters , as I said earlier in the thread you could get almost anything in there as long as you knew the right person. Unless you had been to jail or you did not have a crimnal record you propbably would be best avoiding the place ,however if you wanted a criminal record or go to jail this could be arranged also.
How you doing Jim ,are you still commuting from Swansea?
that's the same in a lot of places. in Victorian times and earlier there was a pub on every corner and others on the street as well in some areas.Quote:
Originally Posted by tforturton
some of the new housing areas they build don't have any pubs to walk to. if you live the Asda side of pontprennau you've got a much longer walk to find the nearest few pubs than anyone who used to live in temperance town before they knocked it down.
in reality we all live in temperance towns these days
That doesn't hold too much weight when you mention Asda, they sell more booze than all the pubs in Cardiff put together. Atleast back in the day you had to make some effort in order to get a drink. Clean up, actually walk to the pub and Even speak to other people! Now it's a load of booze from the supermarket and a drink 30 seconds after closing the front door. Plenty of problems out there in suburbia me reckons.Quote:
Originally Posted by Rjk
That was the Old Howardian club, think it had a 24 hour licence with its own uniformed security & clientele :hehe:Quote:
Originally Posted by goats
I can't place this pub. Where was the Eastern?Quote:
Originally Posted by Xmarksplott
It was at the back of St germans church. in Adamsdown about 2 to 3 hundred yards from the Tred.Quote:
Originally Posted by tforturton