Chips in the back of the Old Arcade- because that was another Jazz haunt. There was a few people with kids and the band and every one used to gather in the old Arcade. They said sorry we can't have kids in here and the band said ok we won't drink here anymore then, so they gave us the back room.
There used to be this Jazzer Vic Parker in Cardiff and when he died the band my Dad was in did his funeral as a New Orleans style funeral. When dad died we had a Jazz funeral for him and they are so uplifting, you can't help but dance down the aisle.