The most mental pub in Manchester?

The Silver Birch opposite civic centre was a madhouse and it's still standing. A couple of months ago Darren and Jason McKeon, who don't live in Manchester anymore but who's mother Anne used to run the Parkside and the Southern, now runs a chippy in Tenerife, were in there. They said it was as mad as they remember and hadn't changed a bit.

The Snooty Fox was the in place in it's day. Fourteen pool tables, bands and disco's. The Mersey before that, then the Mersey Lights after the Snooty. Barry Katel and Steve Mellor, Johnny Ash on the door, who later ran the Black Boy. Kicked off a fair bit.

All the pubs in Wythenshawe were rough. The Anvil, Greenwood Tree and the Benchill were all local to me.

I used to sign on the shipping federation in the 1970's and drink in the Salisbury, Clowes and Trafford. All full of dockers, seaman, villains and Arthur Daley's selling stuff, great days. Then onto town and the Penny Farthing and Charlie's mini club which was upstairs at the back of the underground market. Knock on the door, sign the book. In the days the pubs closes from 3-5pm, late drink. Sammy ex SAS was the doorman, big handlebar moustache. Happy times!
 
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The Spread Eagle opposite civic centre was a madhouse and it's still standing. A couple of months ago Darren and Jason McKeon, who don't live in Manchester anymore but who's mother Anne used to run the Parkside and the Southern, now runs a chippy in Tenerife, were in there. They said it was as mad as they remember and hadn't changed a bit.

The Snooty Fox was the in place in it's day. Fourteen pool tables, bands and disco's. The Mersey before that, then the Mersey Lights after the Snooty. Barry Katel and Steve Mellor, Johnny Ash on the door, who later ran the Black Boy. Kicked off a fair bit.

All the pubs in Wythenshawe were rough. The Anvil, Greenwood Tree and the Benchill were all local to me.

I used to sign on the shipping federation in the 1970's and drink in the Salisbury, Clowes and Trafford. All full of dockers, seaman, villains and Arthur Daley's selling stuff, great days. Then onto town and the Penny Farthing and Charlie's mini club which was upstairs at the back of the underground market. Knock on the door, sign the book. In the days the pubs closes from 3-5pm, late drink. Sammy ex SAS was the doorman, big handlebar moustache. Happy times!
It's the Silver Birch opposite Civic Centre
 
The spread was knocked down a long time ago, it's houses now, pretty much all the pubs in Northenden are gone

Bloody hell. I used to go in the British Legion opposite, great for a game of snooker and a late drink. That is long gone. I remember the Church Inn and the Tatton Arms.
 
Bloody hell. I used to go in the British Legion opposite, great for a game of snooker and a late drink. That is long gone. I remember the Church Inn and the Tatton Arms.
They are both long gone as well, Tatton is still standing as just a derelict building
 
I think this thread has had the most responses of all of my thousands of shit threads on Blue Moon. Gives me the hope to carry on. Genuinely moved.
 
It was at the very end of my football days. Early 80s, most of the team had had better days. Though they were the nuttiest in Manchester. The centre circle was a big place by those days, and my potential was very much in the past.
Strange thing was that my brother did a family tree thing. We had a get together with an Aussie branch of the clan and they said that their folks had the gardeners way back.
Cant verify it though.
Off the top of my head and bear in mind I didn't drink in there then (mid 70's) as I was too young but the name Jim Knight rings a bell as landlord in them days.
 

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