Lowes Arms – Woodley Stockport

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18 Hyde Road Woodley Stockport SK6 1QG

I passed by for years on bike and bus, never stopping for a pint but intrigued by the distinctive Sixties architecture, an exciting adjunct to the adjacent Woodley Precinct.

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The physical embodiment of the post war brick and concrete optimism which permeates the post-war period. When full employment in a plethora of manual trades ensured a steady flow of post work-customers, expecting a steady flow of Robinson’s draught beers.

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Then one day I passed by bike and you were shuttered up, sat silently on Hyde Road, the windows of your soul staring blankly at the passing parade.

When I pass by all the people say, just another pub on the lost highway.

 

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The Three Crowns – Stockport

Manchester Road, Heaton Norris, Stockport. SK4 1TN

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In the 1960’s you were built as an estate pub by Boddington’s to serve the new housing developments at the top of Lancashire Hill, two large rooms separated by the bar.

You were transformed into the Cosmopolitan and latterly the Venue.

Applications were made for change of use to a takeaway and a carwash.

Neither would take, or wash.

In March 2009 you closed your doors to the drinker forever.

Like a seriously unwanted child you were snapped once and only once it seems.

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Prior to being boarded up and out.

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Then reinvented as luxury apartments.

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I’ve belatedly redressed your absence from presence, here’s my small gift to you.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you the Three Crowns, take a bow.

 

 

Jack and Jill – Brinnington

Brinnington Rd, Stockport SK5 8AD

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High on a hill, above Stockport town centre sat the Jack and Jill.

Built in 1954 to serve the emerging nearby social housing estate.

A curved brick frontage overlooking the Goyt Valley.

Classical Moderne with a splash of Brut – it’s all over.

In happier times it served the Community.

 

 

I returned to find:

Tinned-up doors and windows, no sign of a sign.

No sign of signs of life, save the landlord of eight years packing up to leave for pastures new, The Friendship in Romiley.

“I want flat caps, darts and dominoes, its got a bowling green too!”

I asked if the Jack and Jill was to be demolished?

“It’s up for sale.”

No amount of vinegar and brown paper, I fear, will put Jack back together again.

Jill perpetually tumbling.

After.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dog and Partridge – Heaton Mersey

Didsbury Road, Stockport, Cheshire SK4 3AG

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Just down the road from my home on Didsbury Road, stands a pub on Didsbury Road.

The Dog and Partridge once an estate pub, clean lines, bare brick, fur coat no curtains.

You know the score.

Over time a boozer gets ideas about itself, ends up getting rendered and whitewashed by the Brewery’s guileless gentrifiers, who possess the unwholesome taste of a past their sell by date bag of pound shop crisps.

Not satisfied with the Farrow and Ballisation of our culture, we now have to contend with the Argosifiers too.

Where will it all end?

I’ve never been in, thieves have though!

A masked gang were frightened off from a Stockport pub by the landlord and landlady. 

Officers describe the gang as wearing dark clothes and balaclavas and carrying large knives.

Detective Sergeant Geoffrey Machent said: “The landlord and landlady were understandably shocked to be confronted by these three intruders in balaclavas. Thankfully neither of them was hurt, but we want to stop these men from doing this again.”

Nicholson’s Arms – Stockport

Lancashire Hill, Stockport, SK5 7RH.

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Sitting snuggly in a triangle of of tranquility twixt Tiviot Dale and Lancashire Hill.

There sits the former Nicholson’s Arms.

Still.

Pints no longer pulled, it awaits a new tenant and purpose in life – I’m tempted.

A precise jumble of geometry with white trim and delicious tiny details – the zig-zag wandering wall, hexagonal flags, cardinal red pebble inlay and triumphal timber, strutted porch canopy.

Still.

 

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The Moor Top – Stockport

172 Heaton Moor Road, Heaton Moor, SK4 4DU

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“I’ve got a personality crisis and it’s killin’ me.”

So sang the New York Dolls – so to The Moor Top.

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Seen here in 1975

A brick, tile and render fortress that has attempted to dress up as Tudorbethan barn and failed.

Surrounded by late Victorian and Edwardian mansions, ashamed of its inherent lack of history.

Currently swathed in hanging baskets and the inevitable coaching lamp, it is undergoing yet another period of transition.

Taken over by the adjacent Damson Restaurant, full refurbishment in 2016 promised.

What will emerge from this incipient, disabused chrysalis?

My money is on those twins of contemporary duplicity Farrow and Ball, blowing their elephant’s breath all over the place, like an unwanted after dinner burp!

Me?

I prefer Cannon and Ball – rock on Moor Top!

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The Tom Thumb – Stockport

54 King Street West, Stockport, SK3 0DT.

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Close by the Fire Station, in the shadow of the Hollywood park flats, sits the former Tom Thumb pub.

Now the Last Monsoon an Indian restaurant.

I only went in there the once, when new to the town and on a mission to visit every extant pub.

It was never a favourite, a large lounge, anonymous and bland, found no easy favour.

The building remains intact, original imposing doors, jazzy asymmetric bays and wooden cladding.

Would that it was an enticing boozer, so close to home.

It isn’t.