Well my first unofficial drink,,,

In the lane Top WMC on my 16th Birthday. Not quite a pint I was plied with martini and lemondade by my friends. My mum and dad took us all there to go and have a dance to the 'turn'

Bad or what

Mine first 'official' pint was in The Cask and Cutler and was a pint of Wentworth Pale Ale - bit of an Omen really as 6 months later i was making the stuff for the company!

Wilf

I seem to remember the first pint I bought in a bar was at a party I attended in my 5th or 6th year at school - 1976/ 77.

It was lager - I drank a couple of pints and was probably a little suiffy when I got home. The night was livened up by a visit from the local police and a stabbing incident nearby.

A good way to start my partying and drinking life!

Joe

erm official..... I would guess late 2002... so I'd be 15.

You mean "official" bought in a bar etc. right? Cause if so it'd be 15 for me

Mine was by lake ullswater at the "The Inn on the Lake"

Many years ago be 14 with a few friends. :)

As I recall my first legal pint was in the Sportsman right here in Stannington, way back about 10 years ago when it had a good reputation... Probably right before they imported the chavs from the Deerstalker and the Turnbull :loopy:

Because I drink funny belgian beers which mainly come in Halfs I didnt have my first "pint" as an actual Pint until not long since.

It was a Pint of Hoegaarden if you wanted to know ;)

er....do we mean LEGALpints? And does half a cider and falling off a sofa when I was 11 count?

Hells tooth!!
It was a pint of watneys red barrell in the rose & crown on halifax rd, in my old home town of Dewsbury, West Yorks. I ended up snogging my mates girlfriend (she insisted!) while he was in the toilet.
Deeply unhappy he was!
Bloody long ago and far away.
Watneys.... hells tooth....

Picture it, a 15 year old Andy, wearing a minging purple shirt, a maroon waistcoat, a brace on his teeth and a plague of acne. Walked straight up to the bar and requested 2 pints of beer.
Christ I rocked. what's even more crazy is that fact that i got served. Brilliant!

Didja fall over on y'way home? :D

Fairways (Airport Waiting Lounge), Birley 1979.. age 15. We thought we looked old enough anyway. Landlord told us to sit in a far corner and not make any noise. I think we got served because I had a flat cap, Motorhead England shirt and a bum fluff moustache.. we just HAD to be 18 looking like that.

Actual first 'official' legal pint was in the George & Dragon, Mosborough with me owd Dad.

bluddie eck Wavey did Barry serve you in the dragon ? it used to be my local for years, the old landlord was called Alf(your dad will probably know him) and he used to make the best room up in themes ..one of his favourites was an Africa room snake skins and all, my first legal pint I can't remember but probably the foul stuff in the Bucaneer under the grand hotel.

LOL
Yep Owdlad I think it was probably Barry.. It was 1982 so was Barry there then? I miss old Barry's hang dog expression.
I don't go in there much these days but my Dad's been a permanent fixture for 25 years I reckon.

Am I right in thinking that the George used to have dressed up dummys over the door? Was that 'Alf's' handy work then?
I always knew we were nearly home off our hols when we passed the the George LOL :)

tut tut...encouraging under-age drinking. I didn't touch a drop until I turned 18..hic...honest

Aye Wavey the dummies and various other things fastened to the roof were Alfs handy work, Evelyn his missis was a star, she didn't like serving you if you were in the tap room because the beer was a penny cheaper. The mention of Barry and his hangdog expression brought a smile to my face him and Irene retired a while back. The one thing both of them had in common was that the beer was always spot on, I never had a bad pint off either of em.

Its still a good pint now mate. Do you still go in?

Remember his Barry's lads? One was a dyed in the wool Blade and one was a mad keen Owl.. they used to have some choice arguments LOL
It's still decked out half United and half Wednesday to this day.

I haven't been in for ages, I remember the lads but can't understand how the Blade got to be kept in the family ( I know Barry was one) his mother should have got rid of him at birth...lol come to think she should have got rid of Barry as well..lol. I used to go down to the Vine as well. Dave and Norma who kept it were a nice couple who sold a mean pint of Magnet....that was bad head medicine.... and Dave was an owl too, sadly he's passed on now to the great bar in the sky.

I used to do my courting in the Vine when Dave was the landlord.. he looked like a proper landlord too with the big black beard (atthat time anyway). I didn't know he'd shook a seven though..sad.
My Mom and her friends know Norma quite well I think.
It was a mean pint of Magnet though. We still sup that on a Friday in our cricket club and its dynamite.. I'm still suffering the effects now as I write LOL
We went in the Vine over Christmas on my mates 40th and I couldn't believe how it had changed. Its like a young'uns night club now.. I don't know how the neighbours put up with the music.

The vine had changed the last time I went near it you couldn't hear yourself think the music was so loud (soddin ell I sound like me mother) funny how you remember pubs by the landlords alleigance to either the owls or the other lot barry= blade, Dave=owl, Ron in the Royal oak=blade, Jim at the Alma = owl, Frank at the Queen huh enough said apart from he couldn't count, he finished up in a pub in the market place at Bakewell, I bet the old farmers loved his short change trick, Stan at the British oak = what's football. I never liked the Wheel as it was too far to walk, and the club was a joke.The Mill, well that was better when it was milling flower.

I forgot about the Alma.. used to go courting in there too LOL it was a gentle 2 minute stagger from me dads.
Jim was excellent, a proper Owl and a gentleman.
He used to have a games night on Tuesday (I think) and Jean used to bring out sarnies and, best of all, hot black pudding. When you ordered a pint he'd say "you shall have".. class act LOL

The other good thing about the Alma was that on your way home it wasn't far down to Tonys, or Adas as it used to be. maybe this should be in the best chip shop category..lol. did you know there were around 12 pubs in Mosborough at one time ? see how many you can name, or ask your dad.

British Oak
Queen
Vine
WMC (does that count?)
Royal oak
George & Dragon
Wheel
Alma

Mill
Shambles.. do they both count?

TWELVE... sheesh, they're the only ones I can think of.. where were the others?

The Penguin on the Shiregreen when I was around fifteen, Shame.

Not counting the Mill as that was classed as Halfway, and was Joseph Glovers mill anyhow and the shambles wasn't built.
ok here goes starting from up Mosborough Moor

The Fitzwilliam, was above the Brit where the farm used to be
British Oak, still there
Brown Cow near the Crown
Miners Welfare club near to it's present place
Crown inn opposite the queen..hence Crown corner
Queen Hotel still there
Sydney Tavern half way up Queen Street on left
The Wheel although this wasnt built until the 60s
Duke William on the white railings up from tonys
Coronation Club again up from tonys but on bottom of bank
Alma still there
George & Dragon still there
Royal Oak still there
Vine Tavern still there

Sorry I can't remember the landlords names though...lol

my earliest memory of drinking alcohol was at me Dad's 40th birthday do in the George IV pub on Langsett Road about 15 years ago, I remember getting bladdered on 3 shandies :lol:

Well I was only 13 :P

Owd Lad

We only lived in Mosborough from 1980 onwards, though my Dad has drunk down there for years.. I'll run some of those names past him when I see him next.. he'll know em I'm sure.

I always thought Crown corner referred to the Queen. just goes to show eh?
We lived (well me mom and dad still do) up the road from the chippy.. I had no idea there had been any pubs there. It must have been a hell of a pub crawl in them days eh?

In fact some of the older chaps at our cricket club talk fondly about stopping off in Mosborough on the way home from playing Eckington in the old days and getting absolutely bladdered.

pint of stones elm tree manor top aged 16.....

The Penguin SamMiguel? When was that? we used to go to see heavy metal bands there in the early 80s.. classy.

Wavey
they were not all open into the sixties some of em closed down before then, although I can remember seeing em all. Which Cricket club is it.....not the Juniors I hope as we never took to that lot from "down the marsh" chasing our women, although most of the women were wise to their ways, but we did allow them to enjoy our superior ales as they only had the Halfway Hotel and Holbrook and Halfway club to keep em topped up until they got back down home.

No it's Frecheville mate.. not much better off than Killamarsh for pubs. My dad did used to go in the Steelmelters down there though.. he used to take me in when I was little for a shandy and some crisps.. used to leave me talking to some old sailor bloke. Obviously didn't have the same worries as parents these days LOL

If those pubs were shut before the 60s I doubt my Dad would know them.. I don't think his Mom moved him and his brothers up to Frecheville until the turn of the 60s when he'd done his national service.

Wavey, your right about Frecheville, there was only really the Birley, and the Spa club, what happened to that ?....careful libel laws are still working..lol, it was always busy then the next time I went passed it was changed into a pub. I never ventured down to the cricket club although I heard the beer was good.

Owdlad
Frecheville is still no better off for pubs.. The Birley is okay, a bit lairy at times.. the old Spar Club is now The Sherwood and it's as souless a pub as you're likely to find.. its like Chav central on a weekend.
The club is still the best pint around there.. used to be fantastic pint of Wards (or rabbit Gravy as it was known) but now it's Smiths and best of all Magnet.

I think it was in a pub in Rotherham - Feoffies (if that's how you spell it). I was about 16 at the time.

The Mill at Halfway was the best pub ever!
Dark and dingy, it wasn't until the BIG LIGHTS (as Peter Kay would say!) came on that you could see how minging the fella was that you'd pulled!
I remember one night, a well known fella from Eckington (you know who you are, lol) had aquired some type of eyeball. Think it was a sheeps eye but I could be mistaken. He preceided to plop it into peoples drinks and they didn't know until they reached the bottom of their pint! Saying this, we were slightly under age but at least we tried to act older, not like the creches they have now!

Not forgetting the Shambles with Julia Grant the transexual DJ, she/he was great!

Jeezus, i cant remember that...lol ive drunk waay too many since :)

ill tell you the last one tho......last night :)

Thinking about it, i did get arrested down woodhouse mill once for underage drinking :P

Originally posted by owdlad
Wavey
they were not all open into the sixties some of em closed down before then, although I can remember seeing em all. Which Cricket club is it.....not the Juniors I hope as we never took to that lot from "down the marsh" chasing our women, although most of the women were wise to their ways, but we did allow them to enjoy our superior ales as they only had the Halfway Hotel and Holbrook and Halfway club to keep em topped up until they got back down home. Holbrook club- with its pale skinned chunky strippers and their cellulite on a Sunday dinner session, doing tricks with a crunchie bar while the audience sat playing cards, not taking any notice at all!

I drank my first pint when I was 18. Having been brought up as a teetotal methodist, I succumbed to alcohol somewhat later in life than most posters.

I was at a Derbyshire country inn with two mates late on a Saturday night. Within 30 minutes, we each consumed a pint of bitter, a pint of mild and then a pint of guinness. After which we stupidly rode home on our motorbikes. Fortunately, we lived to tell the tale.

First pint and first short [vodka] was consumed in the Cherry Tree on Carterknowle road, I may [no I was] slightly under age.
The Alma in Mosborough was one of my old courting spots although in all honesty I preferred the George and Dragon as the cider was so much better.

My Dad always brewed home-made wine.
Even as a little kiddywink I remember, when I got a cold or sniffles there was always a nice warming mug of elderberry wine to chase the germs away. So I grew up with a 'continental' attitude & respect of alcohol.

I didn't know what the magic brew was but I was always well enough to go back to school next day!
Now I know it was the antioxidents & vitamin c within, (and the heavy sleep) of course! :thumbsup:

A gang of us , all about 15 or 16 were always trying to get in pubs and always getting refused 'cos none of us looked remotely 18. This was in the late 1950's and the law was much stricter then.
Then----we discovered a little pub on Carver Street , called the Rockingham , and it was run by an old geezer who'd always had far more than his fair share and probably couldn't tell if you were 19 or 90.
We'd all quickly get in a side room and send the tallest lad to the bar. We'd have all given him our share so the money would all be in half-pennies or pennies ! Then he would stagger back ,with a tray with about 6 drinks on it and we would gulp it down as fast as possible , in case the Law came in.
I did get done twice for drinking under-age----once in the Nelson at the Moorhead and the other at one on Sharrow Lane---forgotten the name now.

First pint was in the nelson moorhead. Age 16 tall enough but not old enough LOL. Can't remember first legal pint.

Mine was in a pub on the outskirts of Lincoln when I was fifteen. The pub was being refurbished and the sign outside said the pub was called the "Courage Temporary Sign"

my first real drink was in torksey near lincoln. i had a couple of pints and felt ok but the following four pints resulted in a meeting with the toilet floor. to be honest it was the summer of 76 which was the hottest ever so plenty of fluids were the order of the day. god to be 16 again ??:heyhey: :heyhey:

Originally posted by owdlad
The vine had changed the last time I went near it you couldn't hear yourself think the music was so loud (soddin ell I sound like me mother) funny how you remember pubs by the landlords alleigance to either the owls or the other lot barry= blade, Dave=owl, Ron in the Royal oak=blade, Jim at the Alma = owl, Frank at the Queen huh enough said apart from he couldn't count, he finished up in a pub in the market place at Bakewell, I bet the old farmers loved his short change trick, Stan at the British oak = what's football. I never liked the Wheel as it was too far to walk, and the club was a joke.The Mill, well that was better when it was milling flower.
Had my wedding reception in the george,was amazed when barry presented us with a bottle of champagne,we always thought he was a tight so and so!!
Used to frequent the vine lots also,the worst pint of lager ever,it was always flat!!
My uncle is now running the royal oak,making a good job of it by all accounts(havn't been in for a while, any news anyone?)
Back to first illegal pint,i was about 14,and it was in the foresters on division street(before it was "done up")My tall mate
told me to find a table while he went to the bar,as i sat down the landlord came over and said i hope your not drinking,i said only orange,i was shaking!!anyway my mate came back with two pints and an orange juice,i put my pint under the table and drank it between sips of orange!
1st legal pint was in the dog and partridge on trippett lane,on my 18th birthday.

My first pint was at the legal age. It was a pint of cider spiked with Vodka! :gag:

I was very ill. It was in the middle of the afternoon at break from college and I ended up in the Peace Gardens puking up!

Never drunk cider since!

Well, Fox - if you didn't start drinking 'till your 16th birthday
I know you've been making up for lost time ever sice! Ha Ha Ha !

My first official pint was fun! I was working as a waitress part-time during A-levels, so once we'd kicked everyone out we had a countdown to midnight on my birthday, and as the clock struck 12 and I turned 18 I poured my own first legal pint and drank it.

Unofficially I can't remember. First got drunk on Hooch aged 13!!!! Was sick as a dog the morning after.

Mine was in "The Red Lion" behind the City Hall, 1970 when I was 15 and just before a Deep Purple Concert. How clearly I remember it :-)

My first drink was in the Scarborough Arms at Upperthorpe (yes most salubrious) and I had half a lager and blackcurrant. Oh what a classy chic I am!!!

Aged 15 in the Stone House (the old cobbled court yard bit) in 1970 before going to Pink Floyd gig at City Hall.

Pint of Double Diamond, cost 1s 10d in "old money" - about 9p!

Longcol----do you remember from the "old" Stone House days a landlord who kept it and was I think , Dutch. Or does anyone remember him ?
Might have been a bit earlier than Longcol's day ----but then again , I don't know how long the "Dutchman" had it ?

Sorry - no knowledge of the landlord.

At 15 I didn't think it a brilliant idea to get to know him.

First pint was in the Limes WMC on Barnsley Road and I can remember how much it was 15½ pence. Me and my three mates joined aged 16. We had to go in front of the committee after two weeks of having our names on the board. After we got our books a committee member came to see and said “look lads just take it steady”.

First legal pint was in the Masons Arms on Carson Road, Crookes. My mate, David Norton, who was still 17 at the time, insisted on buying it, which sort of wasn’t legal as he was still 17. Anyway it was John Smith’s Magnet.