Got to agree with this, but also include parts of Roker. You have the added benefit of being able to walk to the SOL with a few "refreshment" stops along the way! I suppose it all depends on your budget though Horden
Albert, went to the said name for a friday nite p.ss.up and arrived home sunday nite . canny lasses..
Yeah, deffo wouldn't rule out Roker, it's canny down there now, bar a couple of streets, I used to have a place on Bede Street, should theoretically have been mint for the game, but as I'm a Seaburn lad we used to go via the Bell & The Grange anyway, so we doubled the trek, ha. My mate bought a big old terraced house on Roker Avenue, he converted it back from self contained flats to a house, did a fantastic job, he left painting his big red front door till last, met us in the Bell that night, insisted we all went down to see his very impressive , wood panelled, red door. Well, we did the only thing we could, we snuck back later and painted it blue, ****ing brilliant, his reaction was awesome, only wish we could have seen him actually close his door on the morning and stand in shock, rather than just go ape-**** in the pub!
Lol, that's mint MM. Seems like we used to drink in the same places - except I was there about 10 years earlier!
if you have a few bob THE Generals Wood between Houghton -le- Spring and Washington, formerly Lord Lambtons estate, its cracking, failing that, the new houses at Philadelphia, over the reoad to shiney collage, both are nearly next to The A1 and A19, 10 mins to Sunderland, 5 to Washington, and about 8 to Durham
Aye, Commachio is one of us too, Flying Boat, Bell, Windmills (now a vets, gutting, that's where I used to prowl for ladies, karaoke night, goldmine, sound like an injured cat but 'ooh you have to voice of an angel' taxi, winner...), The Grange, I loved Seaburn, well, Fulwell I lived, parents are still there, just opposite the methodist church.
Best bit RAW, we were clearly smashed when we did it, we'd been to a Weds night at Annabels (remember, 70's music, quid a bottle, bedlam...), he ranted, and when he calmed down 'fair play mind lads, you did a good job, nowt on the frame' We were HOWLING, he's got us all back over time, but I'd need a week to tell them all, he's a top lad. One payback (not for me) resulted in my mate Macca's car being stripped, lights, doors , wheels, wings the LOT. Brilliant.
Ha ha - you are not wrong mate although it still has a small part in my heart. I hope that you find somewhere soon and get yourself sorted.
Lived in Fulwell (my dad built the detached house over the green bridge), then Roker Park Road (handy for when I used to sell programs at Roker Park as a boy), then back to Fulwell near Seaburn station. Only manage to get back up to Sunderland for the match as both my parents are long gone, but have many fond memories of all the pubs you mentioned. The Flying Boat was The Royal Marine when I first used to go there. Think it's reverted back to the name, though I haven't been in there for a few years. My niece works in The Bell!
Good stuff mate! Flying Boat, last time I was in, broke my heart. Gone are the multi pool tables, in crazy shapes (remember the L-shaped one, class games of killer after a few Sambuca's) to be replaced by settee's and such ****e. Real tears I shed...
They don't like wearing mny clothes. I remember when we had 3 foot of snow. I went out in Welles and lasses went out in high heels and hot pants on. Oh....my word.
Cheeky fook! Says him in his pimped out pad in Marbs!.. Oh wait... All that posh fanny..Lucky bastard
