The House of The Rising Son

The house of the rising sun (according to my dad) was a pub at the end of the road down in Wallsend, Newcastle where he spent some of his childhood. My granddad was aksed to manage the band (also according to my dad) but turned it down.

 

Deliberate piss smellings all round

 

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