My understanding was that Pongo earned his name due to his unique personal freshness…..wherever he goes, the “Pong Goes.” In later years I used to boot a ball about with him and others in Splott Park.
I scrounged myself onto a train with Stabber and 40 others when our coach driver left us at Wembley in 1977.
And I once pulled a bird on the last bus home to Llanrumney who knew Boozer.
My nickname was Weedy, on account of my delicate frame.
How I came to mix with these guys I will never know.