We had some great times at the Welsh in the 90's. The highlight for us was the International Terrier Matches that Dave used to organise.
That one in '94 I was stood at the bar talking with Lyn Harber, the next second a Lad who was fighting comes flying backwards at us, knocking into Lyn. Lyn, who isn't the biggest of blokes, steadies himself, turns to me, and cool as a cucumber says "excuse me Paul" and marches over to a crowd of about 15 blokes going at it, and dives right in the middle of em, fists flying..!!
The tables were long boards on benches, and they were full of pints. One