Wonderful stuff. You don't get this down spoons.
"The monkey was raffled off in the '80s. My grandad brought it home as a present for me and my brother, it was called Tommy.
"My mum got rid of it cos it smelled but I’ve still got the pics somewhere. My gramps was a regular in there from the '50s through until it was burned down in the late '90s. I collected him from there many a time and it was never like it’s being pictured here. As a young female, I was always safe and treated with respect by the men in there"
