Slaughterhouse Public House
Slaughterhouse Public House
My GGF Arthur Smith is said to have "kept" this "men-only" (?) pub in the business district of Liverpool but I'm not sure when. It would have been after 1911 when he was employed as a "Wine and Spirits Merchant Cellarman" according to the census. I'm told he was working there in the 1930s when my grandparents were courting.
Does anyody have any information about the pub, landlord, dates etc?
Thanks,
Tim
Does anyody have any information about the pub, landlord, dates etc?
Thanks,
Tim
slaughter house
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I remember the Slaughter House pub, it was on Prescot Road just past Old Swan on the right going towards Kensington, if I remember right. It was a very small dark looking pub with a few small rooms. The Abbatoir was not far from it and the fruit market. I will ask my dad for more info when I see him he will probably have more info.
I remember the Slaughter House pub, it was on Prescot Road just past Old Swan on the right going towards Kensington, if I remember right. It was a very small dark looking pub with a few small rooms. The Abbatoir was not far from it and the fruit market. I will ask my dad for more info when I see him he will probably have more info.
The Fenwick Street one is in the 'business district'. As far as I know, it's still going, so possibly contacting the brewery might give some information.
I think the one on Prescot Road was "The Cattle Market", not the Slaughterhouse.
I've had a pint or two in both during my mispent youth.
I googled a decent picture:
http://www.liverpoolpictorial.co.uk/nig ... house.html
steve
I think the one on Prescot Road was "The Cattle Market", not the Slaughterhouse.
I've had a pint or two in both during my mispent youth.
I googled a decent picture:
http://www.liverpoolpictorial.co.uk/nig ... house.html
steve
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The Slaughterhouse in Fenwick Street is an Irish pub these days here's a link:-
http://www.beerintheevening.com/pubs/s/ ... /Liverpool
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Sorry can't add any information, but your post brought back memories from the 1950s, the Slaughterhouse although frequented by business men was a "spit and sawdust" pub, and I do mean sawdust. It was very dark inside and you were surrounded by very large wine barrels which blocked the light from the windows. I seem to remember there being restrictions on what you could buy and also strange opening times. From the photoghraph it looks as if the place has lost all it's character.
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In 1964 plus, we all went to the Slaughterhouse to start off our pub crawl.
The walls were covered with sacks.
Tina
The walls were covered with sacks.
Tina

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Welcome back. Strange how your first contribution is about pubs!
For a while in the 50s I worked in India Buildings across the road from the Slaughterhouse, which was the department boss's regular lunchtime haunt. He used to ask the troops in for a drink on his birthday, which came round at regular intervals, certainly not the usual once a year. Happy days!
D
Welcome back. Strange how your first contribution is about pubs!
For a while in the 50s I worked in India Buildings across the road from the Slaughterhouse, which was the department boss's regular lunchtime haunt. He used to ask the troops in for a drink on his birthday, which came round at regular intervals, certainly not the usual once a year. Happy days!
D
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