photo © Hastings Public Library
Julian Deeprose… Was a great pub when Barry and Sylvia had it, before they took the Woodpecker restaurant in the High Street
Bookham Ally…
Leigh Mitchell… Worked there 1976-1979 when Penny & John were the Landlords. Great pub and characters who frequented it! Not forgetting the parrot…!
photo © Hastings Camera Club
Mick O’Dowd… When I managed Deep Purple (Hastings) we practised in All Saints Hall across the road. Half way through we would break for some refreshments across the road in the Stag. Trouble was that we all liked their cheese & onion sarnies which were delish. Problem was that when we resumed there was a lot of arguments about “I’m not singing in the same mic as him because his breath smells of onions!” That’s rock’n’roll for ya!
Chris Wood… I Stag..ered down those steps on several occasions
Amanda Hilton… Chris, now there’s a surprise
Paul Coleman… Is that the pub with the mummified cat?
Jacqueline Patton… Paul, yes.
Jim Breeds… Goodness me. We let them escape The Black Horse ? That’s not Garry Blakely on fiddle is it?
Kevin Sherwood… Had some great evenings at The Black Horse.
supplied by Peter Ellingworth
Peter’s father Roy Ellingworth did the woodwork on the building
Peter Houghton… Great picture
Tracy Birrell… My daydream home for 65 years. I have many photos of me swooning outside.
Peter Ellingworth… If I remember correctly, my late father worked on this including woodwork for the roof when it was being renovated in the 50’s early ’60’s, as there was a lot of dry rot amd I think the residue of some wartime damage. My parents noticed the house on a postcard while back on holiday in Hastings – my father’s reaction was more one of bemusement, as to him at the time it was just another dollar, another day, another job. Remember this was before the Old Town came into fashion the way it is now. He also did a lot of work on the then 1964 ? new Lifeboat House, and got on well with the Old Towners to the extent of being invited to the Winkle Club, one of the few non Old Towners that was as far as I know. He also missed the gas explosion in 1963 ? that destroyed some property at the Hastings end of George Street by about twenty minutes- half hour as he was on a job nearby. He didn’t get too fazed by this – like many of his generation he had plenty of near misses in WW2 !