by DanAdmin | Mar 11, 2014 | The Pub Tales
Bemm and Cann were the hotels I got my first taste of poker machines, we often drive up to Eden just over the Victorian border and have a flutter on the one armed bandits, and bandits they were. It was in Cann Hotel where I got a look into the unbelievable stupidity...
by DanAdmin | Mar 10, 2014 | The Pub Tales
BEMM RIVER FUNNY BUGGERS IN BEMM No 126 When I first entered the hotel industry females were still not allowed in the public bars, After a couple of years the laws changed, I remember the first day when they were allowed into public bars there was a parade of smug...
by DanAdmin | Mar 10, 2014 | The Pub Tales
I buy a truck just to move my shit as Anne called it to Bemm River Hotel, this was a long way off from carrying my small bag days, plus I have two sons Paul and Grant seven or eight years old and Julie my baby daughter. This is my first attempt at dropping right out...
by DanAdmin | Mar 10, 2014 | The Pub Tales
The time was coming to sell Bemm River Hotel. I heard the Cann River Hotel was for sale, it was one hours drive from Bemm and a better type of hotel with a local community made up with sawmills and trucking companies, a small town and a few farms, a lot more...
by DanAdmin | Mar 10, 2014 | The Pub Tales
BEMM RIVER HOTEL FIRE , dead abbo, big dick show off No 112 Bemm River was one of those places where the air was so clean, cold, crisp, so quiet I used to go into the deepest sleeps, we had wood fires to keep warm in the winter time, a gas heater in the main bar and...
