[churchfcrules]

summer of 85, i was 14, dad had just died and i had a saturday job at one of scrap yards in Altham, walking home i wanted to use the phonebox outside the greyhound, it was bust, so nipped in the pub, covered in oil n muck to ask to use phone, "having a drink while yer ere?", a nervous "yes" later i had my first pint that i had walked in and boughtt myself, over the weeks became a regular, in work clothes, then when they knew me "in civvies" me and a mate would go in play pool, couple of pints, and was on absolute best behaviour, we caused no hassle not like some of the legal drinkers.