Once it flew, thanks to John Kay:
Then it rocked, thanks to Soma Dark and Hobo King:
Now it does neither.
Overwhelmed by its massive, muscular multiplex neighbours, The Flying Shuttle is another victim of unfettered urban renewal, overwritten by the developers unique and exciting leisure facility template – coming to every town UK any time soon.
“During the week, we try to make the pub as welcoming as possible, if it is chucking it down outside and people come in with not much money and just want to sit with their friends with a can of Coke for a few hours, they know we won’t chuck them out.”
King Cotton threw in the towel years ago, now we import all our fun and manufactured goods.
Close the door on your way out.
Don’t rock The Rock.
Glendower Dr, Manchester, Greater Manchester M40 7TD
The Vine – became The Valley.
A pub by the River Irk, on the edge of an estate.
The Valley it seems ran dry, there was little or nothing to be said:
“When I visited this pub it was called The Vine, this pub is on an estate that seemed fairly quiet when I went here. This pub is a typical estate type pub with a bar and smarter lounge I had a drink in the bar and this was a decent enough room to have a drink in.
This pub used to be a Boddingtons tied house and there was only one real ale on the bar this was Boddingtons bitter and this was a decent enough drink.
This was one of the better pubs I have visited in collyhurst.”
Somebody was dead:
The doors closed.