Photo-a-Day  (Wednesday, 15th July, 2020)

I am delighted to see that the Crispin still exists. That was my favorite pub when I lived in Wigan.
Mary and Albert ran the place and they had just started to serve Pub Grub when I emigrated in 1975.
I am 84 years old now, and what with the Covid restrictions and my age, I doubt if I could ever enjoy a pint of Greenalls there ever again.

Greenalls ales it don't exist today.

I bet you didnt know that this interesting and unusual surname is a variant of Crispin, from the Medieval English and Old French given name Crispin, a nickname for a man with curly hair, Crispinus was the name of the parton saint of shoemakers, who was martyred at Soissons circa 285, along with Crispinanus (a further derivation of the same word), and was an especially popular name in France in the Middle Ages.

Walked past many, many times and only been inside once.

I'm glad this photo has brought back memories for you, Alan, on Vancouver Island. I would feel just the same if I had moved away and was suddenly and unexpectedly confronted one morning with a photo of one of my old haunts. It must have felt strange and I bet it's made your day!

Who could ever 'enjoy' a pint of Greenall's?

Excellent, Mick, you can certainly sing a song - I'll slip another tanner in the slot, later.

I was thinking along the same lines George, it was so sour and tasted as if it had been drunk three times previously, but I have known some folks who really liked the it, their lager Grunhalle was quite good though, especially on a hot summer day with it being served ice cold.

I've driven past it many times Veronica, but never been in - nor do I want too, but if it has brightened the day for Alan and stirred happy memories, then all's good.

Thanks Mick for the interesting info about the name. I often wondered where it came from.

And Irene, it really did make my day suddenly seeing my old haunt. It brought back many happy memories.

And George and Cyril, oh dear me what can I say ? You didn't like Greenall's best bitter like I did.
They probably stopped brewing it when they heard that I had left the country.

Been in there loads a time and drank loads a beer.
Now it's Sherry at home.

Sounds like your taste has become more refined Garry. I would like to have seen the faces of the owd men if you had asked for a glass of Sherry in those days...;o))

Yes Veronica, and to prove your point: Mainwaring's invitation to the Officers' Mess, in the episode 'Fallen Idol'.

I don't know about that Veronica and Philip, some of the owd chaps I've drank with in tap rooms and vaults in the past would have readily imbibed in a schooner or three of Oloroso if proffered, and enjoyed it too especially around Christmas time.

Mainwaring asked for a sweet sherry, Cyril, his request bringing a Captain to his feet with a puzzled look on his face and the ashen face of Morticia to another while Square almost choked on his own pomposity. The three of 'em' had Mainwaring as drunk as a skunk, on whiskey, in no time, which sent him swirling around a tent post with the words 'Damn revolving doors' - a line of Lowe's design, I believe.