Photo-a-Day (Saturday, 10th May, 2025)
Inside The Raven Hotel
I cannot remember ever being inside before so with curiosity called in understanding that it was tastefully refurbished in 2012 clearly to a high standard.
It's just so beautiful inside still retaining much of its Edwardian charm with rich mahogany, panelling and green tiles, bright and airy not at all what I had imagined or expected.
I'm looking forward to going back again soon.
Photo: Colin Traynor (iPhone)
That interior would grace any fashionable pub in London and I’ve been in quite a few.
Can’t see any Spitoons or sawdust on the floor. it’s gone upmarket since the 1950’s.
Wow, that's beautiful. It reminds me of the Victorian/Edward gin palaces you see in films, all mirrors and wood.My cousin and his wife tell me the food in there is very good. The thing that puts me off these days is the foul language you hear in pubs these days that no-one else seems to mind....call me old fashioned but it's something I can't stand.
I like the beautiful glass at the top of the bar with all those ‘old’ empty bottles, some with the original labels attached. The wooden bar looks like it’s been sprayed with grey paint…there’s a lot of that colour about these days. I’m not a fan of it.
They used to get some right characters in there in the sixties, Clapper, Maggie Muscle, Wigans only gay in the village Billy Davis and loads more.
Last time I was in Wigan centre, 2005, I showed my younger son Wigan - Standishgate, market etc - and went in there for a pint. It was nothing like this. The bar staff and clientele looked like extras from Cathy Come Home and there was a small blood spatter on the ceiling.
My son was 24 at the time and we had been tending the family graves at St Elizabeth's in Aspull.
Good old proper working class pub what is left of them i like these kind of pubs with all kinds of people who go into these pubs such as rift raft i am telling it how it is and how i feel.
Irene, you don’t need to go into a pub for foul language these days its everywhere.
Even people on the their mobile phone are shouting profanities at someone on the other end.
The things you hear on a bus would make your eyes pop out and you daren’t say a dicky bird.
You will all have to get used to people on their mobile phones shouting profanities blame the daft people for inventing them in the first place taking away things that we used to do like normal things without them know it is daft apps mobile banking people who do that i hope that they get hacked it there own faults trusting mobiles they are asking for trouble no wonder all the banks are shutting.
I know, Colin, but you can walk away from people using it in the street; in a pub, particularly if you have ordered a meal, you are stuck with it , and it spoils my meal....I end up rushing it. Same on a bus unless you get off and board the next one, and as you say, you daren't complain these days or you would get another mouthful of filth. And you hear it being used in front of, and even TO, little toddlers in pushchairs. which sickens me. There is just no respect anymore. I have a son of 48 and a grandson of 16 who are as human as the next person and so I'm sure will occasionally use profanities when out with their mates, but they were taught from an early age that there are times and places when you refrain from it, and they DAREN'T let me hear it!
Yeah , you’re dead right there Sue .
And judging by the volume of traffic trying to get up Greenough st. and over Birkett bank at tea time , I reckon yon mon wot invented the wheel has a lot to answer for an’ all .
I hope all the hairs on his yed turn into little hammers and beat his brain out .
I remember this pub in the 1960"s. McPhadden used to go in there. A place to be avoided as were a few other pubs close to it. Looks a lot better now.
Too dark for me and dated. I don't like dark pvc windows and doors too. I much prefer white or lighter colours.
Each to everyone's own.
Ozy - I can vouch for your advice regarding the inventor of the wheel - had surgery on my scalp a few days ago, and all the hairs on my head have turned into massive hammers and are beating out whatever sense I possessed!!
Not long back from the 80th VE Day events in Mesnes Park, hope some of you went as the entertainment in and around the bandstand was great and so memorable sat in the sunshine.
Breakfast this morning in Spoons, Fredrick’s Ice Cream on the Pavilion terrace and an obligatory glass of vino listening to memorable songs and music.
All this swearing going on in the pubs must be terrible for the barmaids.
If you want anybody to blame the way the world is going try blaming yourselves.
Don’t understand Mick’s comment. There is probably no swearing in a Shevington pub. The clientele at the Plough and Harrow are immaculate.
Michael The Archangel of Shevington, what would we do without his politeness