Alan Mizen
Over 300 people packed into Westerleigh Crematorium on Wednesday 22 July 2015 to say goodbye to one of the Swans own, Alan Mizen.
Alan and family have been part of the fabric of the Swan for over 20 years and have been integral to most things since, from the early Dan days of fancy dress parties, 1st Golf tour to the Ladies and men’s mixed Golf day.
It was to be of no great surprise that it was probably one of the busiest days ever at the Swan and probably the only one occasion since the Moggs took over the pub that every local was there, creating a garden party atmosphere which Alan would have loved and was very fitting to his own personality. There were certainly a few Buds being drunk in his memory.
Alan was devout family man who adored his wife, was very proud of his children and idolised his grandchildren to which most conversations would turn. He couldn’t contain his smile as he’d tell of their antics and misdemeanours.
Ironically, as Alan would say he had no luck, a horse ran at Lingfield the day before his funeral called Al’s memory and in fitting fashion finished 2nd! He would have laughed at that one I’m sure!
Alan will be greatly missed on the Swan social scene but I’m sure that a bud or 2 will be raised in many garden bars around Hanham and the local area in the coming weeks.
Alan is gone but most definitely not forgotten.

R.I.P Alan from everyone at the Swan.
The Swan has lost another of it’s great characters with the passing of nonagenarian Henry.
Henry had used the Swan for well over 40 years after moving up from the Bull and would meet his old friend John regularly for a quiet pint. Henry would also frequent the Brunswick club weekly and I’m sure there was 1 or 2 others as well.
Henry had amassed a lifetime of knowledge after having numerous jobs over the years and living through the war years, he certainly had a few stories to tell.

Although through poor health Henry had not used the Swan for a few years now, his name often pops up in conversation.

Rest in peace Henry.
On Tuesday 3rd Feb 2015 we said goodbye to one of the Swans longest and most loved customers, Mike Parfrey, who passed away on 16th January. Mike was a lovely, funny man full of character and who enriched everyone lives who knew him. He will leave a big void at the Swan which can’t be filled and will be sorely, sorely missed. People like Mike don’t come around too often. The number of people who attended Mikes service lay testament to what a much loved and valued person he was.
Mike would announce his arrival at the bar by bellowing “SERVICE!”, to which he was unenthusiastically served. It may have only been a few seconds, but he would say with total disdain..”Right. .this kind of service is totally unacceptable…do you know how long I’ve been waiting here..I shall have to report back on this..”
“Now listen… I’ve been to the bank ( which would be Coutts bank it was always suggested ) and I’ve got ten pounds of my hard earned money to spend in your establishment, but I want 3 pints of your expensive San Miguel. Is this enough or do I take my custom elsewhere?” The response he would always get is unprintable..
Mike would then often ask for his lottery to be checked, claiming to be weeks in advance, knowing full well he’d been to the caravan for a month and was well in arrears…again he would be in total dismay!
Mike liked to sit by the door with the early regulars, but more often than not within a short time of his arrival most would start to leave as there time was up and Mike would be sat with one or two others and would offer to return later to help clear the pub then as well!
He also knew that where he sat, he’d have to move from to make way for the skittles at 7.30 ish, so a reserved card would be shoved by his glass, to which he’d moan and groan, but he used to look forward to doing battle with Barry who he knew would ask him to move when he came in. “Now look mate you can’t stay there, we need the table” and Mikes response.. “Do you know how long I’ve been sat here and how much I’ve spent and know you want me to move..” to which Barry would normally react as Mike wanted..
Then on the odd occasion if Mike had forgotten his phone or something, he’d ask if we could phone Maureen for him to come and get him, and the call would go in and we’d say “Maureen, can you come and get him he’s had too much too drink and is playing up again!”
Unfortunately those scenes will not be played out again, however, just the thought of them will bring a smile to the face of those who witnessed them and which will be Mikes legacy.
He can rest assured us young ones will continue to work to pay for peoples pensions!

Rest in peace Mike.