only really went to the local GAA club down the road occasionally
my mum and dad would sometimes got to a hotel in town called The Fir Trees for a drink (it’s known more locally as a bar and restaurant because no one really stays there). i already posted that place in the ‘restaurants you went to as a kid’ thread.
Closed for about 15yrs and then opened up under new management. According to Google it’s closed again though. So no idea really. Fond memories of sitting in the pub garden with a glass bottle of coke, a pack of brannigans crisps and playing on one of those creepy tree climbing frames with a slide, like some lite chef’s had.
Once we got older it was evenings here
And this pub across the road from our house. Still go in here sometimes when I’m home
We weren’t a pub family so as soon as I was old enough I adopted my best mate’s family’s pub of choice. Booked out the snug for a small post-wedding party there (the main party was in London the next day) and went there after my grandad’s funeral.
Weird coincidence - there used to be a rumour about one of the regulars, that they used to lie under a glass coffee table and get their girlfriend to crap on it. Can’t remember their name (i.e. can’t rule out that it’s not Danny again).
My parents never went to the pub when I was a kid. Tbh, there weren’t that many pubs around, and what pubs there were were old mens pubs that you wouldn’t want to take kids to, but on top of that there were four of us, so it would have felt like a creche. I’m not sure whether or not that’s led to me having a healthier or unhealthier relationship with pubs in later life