Frank handed custody back to Curley and went to live with his lady on a small farm. The 'Poles' closed not too long after and was converted to other uses.
I was a regular there from 1974 until it closed, sometimes visiting twice a week. We went there on the evening of our first day in NZ, having spotted it during our first jet-lagged walk around Newmarket, where I'd organised a job from 11,000 miles away in England.