Pre-Match Pubs (Matilda)

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Remember walking past what used to be the Matilda quite a few months back, perhaps even a year a go and could see work was going on at the back of the building, at the time i just assumed they'd be turning it in to flats, hopefully it'll return as a pub ... didn't the Matilda use to have a piano in it?
 

Had the foulest pint of Wards ever in the Matilda as a 16 year old with my Dad after work one Friday in the 80s.
Stunk of eggs, and was fucking vile.

Remember thinking who can drink more than a pint of this shit

Thought all ale was like that, luckily not, and the new Wards is egg free.

I`ll be going in once it reopens with my Dad, and buy him one back :)
 
Once went to the Matilda for a bit of after hours. My mates dad used to go in all the time so went in there to meet him. My mate got absolutely fecking mortal. And I mean spannered beyond belief.

I chucked him out of the taxi at his flat and went home myself. When I saw him the day after his face was covered in bruises. I said "How the fuck did you get beat in after I left you on your doorstep?" He lived alone

Apparently he was hungry when he got in and the only food he could find was kippers. He put them on the stove in a frying pan and retired to the sofa. When I say "retired to the" I meant "passed out on the".

He was shaken awake by some blokes in yellow helmets and breathing apparatus who, when they found out he was inebriated, proceeded to slap him about a bit 😂
 
Once went to the Matilda for a bit of after hours. My mates dad used to go in all the time so went in there to meet him. My mate got absolutely fecking mortal. And I mean spannered beyond belief.

I chucked him out of the taxi at his flat and went home myself. When I saw him the day after his face was covered in bruises. I said "How the fuck did you get beat in after I left you on your doorstep?" He lived alone

Apparently he was hungry when he got in and the only food he could find was kippers. He put them on the stove in a frying pan and retired to the sofa. When I say "retired to the" I meant "passed out on the".

He was shaken awake by some blokes in yellow helmets and breathing apparatus who, when they found out he was inebriated, proceeded to slap him about a bit 😂
Yeah, I’ve had to deal with burnouts when I worked for the council. Always pissheads, endangering their own lives and the lives of their neighbours. I’d have punched him in the face too.
 
I used to go in The Matilda pre-match when I was in my late teens, early twenties. Remember it was a typical little town centre pub but had a decent jukebox. Can't remeber the beer being particularly bad but Wards used to be decent pint generally. Used to go from there and have a pint or two in the bier keller type bar which was under the old cricket pavilion. That would be rammed if they had something similar now but seem to recall it wasn''t all that busy. Mind you, for any biggish match you needed to be in the ground very early by modern standards to 1. actually get in the ground before kick off and 2, get a decent spot behind the goal on the Kop. Happy days.
 
Well I can’t recall men in Zoot suits Mingling with the bingo players and listening to Ron Delta in the Park Gardeners.

As for “laid back“ he’s clearly never been in a WMC Sunday dinnertime when there was a pudding burner shouting “house”.
Remember standing in front of the committee at the Gardners as an 18yr old.....terrifying even though my old man was one of them!
 

Had the foulest pint of Wards ever in the Matilda as a 16 year old with my Dad after work one Friday in the 80s.
Stunk of eggs, and was fucking vile.

Remember thinking who can drink more than a pint of this shit

Thought all ale was like that, luckily not, and the new Wards is egg free.

I`ll be going in once it reopens with my Dad, and buy him one back :)

The high sulphur content of the water used to make Wards ("fine malt ales") meant that if you didn't know how to keep your cellar in good order, and the beer went off, it smelt of bad eggs (because of the sulpher, the classic school boy "stink Bomb"), but when it was kept well, it was a lovely pint.
 
The customary “bladeland” graffiti needs to return, in a new more dignified sign somewhere within the pub..
 
One of the last times i went in the Matilda it was Chelsea at home last day of season. Full of Chelsea and young lad about 10 stood on pool table singing "spurs are on their way to Auschwitz " song to much applause from his dad and friends:(
 
The high sulphur content of the water used to make Wards ("fine malt ales") meant that if you didn't know how to keep your cellar in good order, and the beer went off, it smelt of bad eggs (because of the sulpher, the classic school boy "stink Bomb"), but when it was kept well, it was a lovely pint.
I always thought it smelled like vomit. If you could get past that, it was "distinctive"! I did drink quite a lot, mainly for misplaced macho reasons ( "If tha can sup that tharra proper bloke!"), but I can't say that I miss it!
 
Excellent news that used to be me and my dad’s haunt bc (before children). I have vague memories of a very sexy barmaid or was that just much ale?

I can remember that there were two sexy barmaid, one with dark hair and t'other with blonde hair.
 
It was a fully formed stool inside a condom and tied up like a water bomb.

Like some sort of diabolical haggis.
Mate, Johnnies like that are always evident in the bushed areas surrounding DEMPSEYS.
 

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