SINCE the Pub Column began in 2004, we've been banging on about how if you want to get to the real beating heart of what makes this place and its people tick you should visit its pubs.
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AS YOU might expect, it being the eve of the clocks going forward and the start of British Summer Time, it was, as they say in politer terms, chucking it down.
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Targeted by arsonists the previous Christmas, it later lost its licence. Local residents – who had come to vilify the once- popular local – even celebrated as a court backed the decision to keep it closed.
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FOR all the unfinished building work and continual civic cock-ups, the Pub Column is becoming positively up-beat about the city’s prospects in the run-up to 2008 and this Capital of Culture malarkey.
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IN THE atmospheric twilight of the cold, late autumn, there are parts of this city where the mind can have tricks played upon it as though footsteps have been taken through a time portal into the streets of old Liverpool.
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TIME was when the required pint or three before seeing a performance of any kind in this city meant giving a theatre bar a very wide berth indeed.
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THE Pub Column and Lady Penelope had been looking for a cosy pub where you can be tucked away with a perfect pint or a wee dram feeling safe and secure while outside the wind is howling through the trees and the rain battering the windowpanes.
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THINGS don’t always go according to plan in the Pub Column. Yours Truly had arranged to meet Grantie of the Echo and his girlfriend Tugboat Cath at this week’s initial choice which, for the sake of all concerned, shall remain unnamed.
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‘WE APOLOGISE for any inconvenience caused.” This catch-all catchphrase on the Big Dig, sorry, on Lord Street, always brings a sardonic smile to the face.
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