A new mini-series of photographs old and new with that most glorious institution, the public house, as its theme.
THE BEEHIVE AND CROSS KEYS, KING CROSS STREET, HALIFAX
What better way to start this visual pub crawl than with the first pub I ever bought a pint of beer in. I was moderately under-age and immoderately nervous. I put on my most adult voice and asked for a pint of beer and gave the barman one shilling and sixpence. “When did th’ last buy a pint, lad?“, he asked. “It’s one and seven now“
The current building dates from 1933 and took the place of two pubs – the Beehive and the Cross Keys – that were demolished in order to widen the road. It’s a building of style and solidity – a beer-stained citadel of good cheer.