147) Delaney’s of King Street North, D7

An supposed early-house and a calmer place to put oneself compared to its nearest neighbour The Cobblestone. It never really opens early (see hours on image below). Its nondescript exterior is deceptive; it’s a very spacious place with a long counter running the width of the pub. To the right of the counter is an unusual curve which leads to a window overlooking its best kept secret, the beer-garden. First however, to get to the beer garden one must pass a full life-sized suit of armour standing guard. Once outside one notices that it’s larger than one might expect and to the left there is a very unusual open fire. As we sipped at our stout one eve we noticed that an off-duty barman was moving regularly in and out to the garden. After a short while the scent of burning wood wafted into the bar and it was obvious then that it was he who was feeding the fire. A further inspection revealed it is a very old-world style outdoor iron burner that gives off a hell of a heat (it has since been removed as part of an upgrade). A charming abode, however the quality of the pint was only average at best.

But you know what? THEY DO BEAMISH! And for a clean fiver too. And it was a palatable pint too! And furthermore, they are popular with youths and elders alike, making it a nice case study of a pub that appeals to multiple demographics (including the Beamish-loving Publopedians), giving it a good chance of survival in the coming years. As of July 2022, the Publopedians came along and sat outside in the backyard, where a raucous birthday party was in progress. Andrew went within to order the Beamos and found an empty bar apart from two baldies at the counter drinking said Beamers. He ordered two. Said one baldie to another: ‘It’ll make your hair grow!’ LOL

Surly barman on fag break endures banter from sloppy beardy bollocks

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