Anyone remember that guy with long blonde frizzy hair who used to wheel a big white piano and play it always outside Habitat on Hills Street by the Hayes Island snack bar?
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Anyone remember that guy with long blonde frizzy hair who used to wheel a big white piano and play it always outside Habitat on Hills Street by the Hayes Island snack bar?
I also remember as a kid going into a place called Strikes pool hall which was in the entrance to Cardiff Central Market on St Mary Street on the left hand side just before you entered the market and you'd go up a few flights of stairs.
Had fruit machines, space invaders, and pool and snooker tables.
That place was a right dump, went there a few times always seemed to have Rasta’s in there smoking weed.....Originally Posted by uncle bob
The thrill of all the lovely food in Pillars.
Yes loved me some food from that place.
Shopping at the big tesco they built where primark used to be on the Hayes with your parents
Going to Buffalo Records and Spillers
Buffalo had more heavy rock and metal , spiller was full of students and the staff were odd
There was a little bloke who never served anyone and would just stand by the till
my first chicken curry off the bone and chips from dots Caroline Street
It seems to be a very kaaardiff thing
Can't remember if it was one of the above shops but there was a sound booth in a record shop in Cardiff that you could go into, put on a pair of headphones and they would put a record on for you. I put on the headphones while they played Easy Living by Uriah Heep and nearly ended up getting thrown out of the shop for singing at the top of my voice. At least I bought the single.
Gingerbread men from the bakery in the market. The Bear Shop. Asteys.
The old reinforced concrete bus-stops in the station.
On a hot Summer's day, drinking from a public hole-in-the-wall drinks fountain near Greyfriars.
Markross store.
Top rank Saturday morning straight into wimpeys for egg burger those were the days didn’t cop on as they might have wanted one aswel
So many. Egg and chips at Astey's. Bag of cockles from the fishmonger at the entrance to Cardiff Market. Faggots and peas upstairs. Also upstairs, buying a goldfish and taking it home in a little plastic bag. Scary stuffed bear. Where was that? A growing awareness, as the years passed, that the Prince of Wales theatre was a naughty place. That cold shower I had to race through before entering the Empire Pool. The old central library — marble everywhere, spiral staircases and gloomy floors. Scary public toilets in The Hayes. Whatever-you-want and chips on Caroline Street. Lears bookstore. Corpus Christi. Watching the Daleks roll down Queen Street. I'm sure I'm forgetting a thousand things.
Stuffed bear was at the entrance to a tobacconists on the corner of St May Street and Wood street near where the Prince of Wales pub is now. I think there used to be a cinema next to there once upon a long time ago.
The tobacconist then became a Body Shop
Loved an egg burger.
They used to cook the eggs in metal rings on a hotplate so they fitted the buns perfectly. I've got the modern equivalent of them (rubberised) and think of Asteys every time I use them.
Being dragged around m&s by my mum and hating it. But then... Sausage beans and chips in BHS cafe making up for it.
The 3d simulator thing in Virtual Reality which looked amazing as a 10 year old but I've no idea what was going on when I tried it
Going to a butchers to buy meat in an arcade. It sounds positively Victorian now
The Gadget Shop when the capitol arcade opened
The running track in David Morgan's sports dept
Trolley buses Ah! jumpers for goalposts - oh and Asteys flakey sausage rolls.
You just beat me to Trolley buses!
Cashing in Green Shield Stamps in the shop in the old Hayes
Sarsaparilla Bar in the Arcade.
The bustle of Mill Lane market
Froffy coffee & a Wimpy
Proper pubs
Traffic in Castle Street
Yep you beat me to it.
Visiting James Howells toy store which was then in the basement and visiting Santa's grotto that you thought was actually moving as you sat down on a pretend sleigh with reindeers until you supposedly arrived at his grotto.
Going in a lift in David Morgan store and an elderly gentleman would be sat on a built in chair asking which floor you'd like to go to and he would press the button.
That was an actual job back then
If I went into town with my parents my father would insist on eating in The Louis every single time. Creature of habit. You’d swear it was The Ritz the way he talked about the place.
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