Cheshire: pubs and their signs 5

‘Roll out the barrel – we’ll have a barrel of fun.

Roll out the barrel – we’ve got the blues on the run.

Zing! Boom! Tarrarel! Ring out a song of good cheer.

Now’s the time to roll the barrel – for the gang’s all here.’

So, as Len Brown wrote in his 1940’s song lyrics, if the gang’s all here, let’s roll out the barrel on yet another pub signs blog.

The Fox and Barrel, Cotebrook

Luckily I came across local historian Tony Bostock’s most thorough account of this pub’s history when I was researching this fabulous sign from a traditional country pub in Cotebrook, a little hamlet just north of Tarporley on the A49.

Bostock writes that The Fox and Barrel:  

has been in existence as a public house since at least 1770, and as a property possibly a century before that. This public house was once owned by the Earl of Shrewsbury, then by Greenalls, and is now in private ownership.

Folk lore has it that the name derives from a tale that a former landlord let a fox which was being pursued by huntsmen escape to the cellar where it sat upon one of the barrels. It’s said that a heavy flat stone marked the opening into the cellar where the fox entered the premises. It seems that the name of this house first occurs in the early nineteenth century. A map of the area which formed an appendix to the Act of Parliament for the enclosing of parts of Delamere Forest, dated 1812, shows “The Fox and Barrel”. …

The name may go back further but how far is uncertain. It clearly alludes to foxhunting which as such did not begin in Cheshire until after 1762, the year after the Tarporley Hunt Club was founded.

From Joan P. Alcock's book Cheshire Inn Signs

The Stretton Fox, Stretton

Here’s another fox, though I think the name is pure invention. The pub’s own website notes: ‘Sat on the grounds of the old Sparke House, the architectural style of the building suggests that the Stretton Fox was built in the early 1900s’, but the Stretton village website reports that Spark Hall Farm house was built in 1846-47.

Though The Fox still has an excellent sign, the previous one was wonderfully unique. As you can see from the image here (taken from Joan P. Alcock's book Cheshire Inn Signs), it was painted in a cartoon style and showed a smirking fox, sitting upright alongside two very bright-eyed rabbits. The fox was attempting to disguise himself by wearing false rabbit ears, a bunny’s bobtail and two protruding front teeth. What a shame the new sign didn’t emulate the humour of the earlier one.

The Ring o’ Bells, Stretton

Ring o’ Bells is a relatively common name amongst English pubs – they are usually located close to churches and often frequented by bellringers – campanology must be thirsty work!

This particular Ring o’ Bells is nowhere near a church so it came as no surprise to discover that this is not the pub’s original name. Alcock notes that the pub was converted from a row of cottages in the 19th century [Joan P. Alcock, Cheshire Inn Signs, The History Press, Stroud, 2008, p.94] and the excellent Stretton community website reports that the pub was originally The Rose and Crown, then changed to The Crown Inn around 1851, before becoming The Ring o’ Bells at some later date. The website notes that 1845 tithe maps show Peter Nicholson of Thelwall Hall was landowner of a house licensed as a ‘Beer Shop and Garden’ on this site and gives details of landlords and occupants in subsequent census lists.

From Joan P. Alcock's book Cheshire Inn Signs

The Coachman, Hartford

As the pub’s name clearly suggests, The Coachman was once a coaching inn, one of the staging posts on the Chester Turnpike and a vital transfer point for passengers from Chester, Tarporley, Northwich and Knutsford who wanted to catch the train to London – Hartford Railway Station is directly across the road. The Coachman’s own website says the premises, which were built in the 1830s, have ‘stabling for 51 horses, a blacksmith’s shop, a harness room, a store room, a riding school, paddocks and 15 acres of land.’ 

The Grand Junction Railway, which opened on 4 July 1837 and ran for 82 miles from Birmingham to Warrington, was one of the earliest railway lines in Britain, and Hartford Station was one of the only ‘first-class’ stations along its route. Not surprisingly, The Coachman’searlier names reflected its proximity to the railway: it was originally the Hartford Station Inn, changed to the Railway Inn in 1891, became the Station Hotel in 1903 and then changed to its present name in 1971. Sadly, the previous pub sign, which showed a coachman driving a coach with four horses (see image at right), has been replaced with a boring, non-descript text-only version which reflects none of the pub’s colourful history. I do so wish pub owners would realise what an important part of local heritage their pub signs are.

The Old Broken Cross, Rudheath

I expected to discover a tale of Christianity spurned when I researched this pub name but, according to Joan P Alcock’s book Cheshire Inn Signs (The History Press, Stroud, 2008), The Old Broken Cross has no such history. She believes the building was originally two or three cottages and surmises that, because they are not lined up parallel to the neighbouring Trent and Mersey Canal, they predate the canal’s construction in 1777. The canny owner obviously saw the earning potential of a canal-side pub, serving as an alehouse to the watermen and providing stabling at the side of the pub for the canal horses, and so the pub was opened the same year as the canal.

The Old Broken Cross

The Swan Inn, Wybunbury

The Swan Inn is the one public house in this blog post that I can personally recommend, for its delightful ambience, its hearty and delicious fare, its friendly staff, and the piano in the ladies toilet. I kid you not! And the staff told me that, on nights when the pub starts to rock, the external door to the ladies gets left open and the piano gets played and a rousing sing-along is enjoyed by all. It sounds like great fun and I can just imagine the sore heads the next morning.

Dating from the 17th century but altered and extended in the early 19th and in the 20th centuries, The Swan is a traditional country pub. The depiction of a swan on a pub sign can be a heraldic device but, in Cheshire, the swan is usually an indication that the birds live, or once lived, in the local area.

Wybunbury is an interesting place to visit. Wybunbury Moss National Nature Reserve sits right behind the pub and makes for an interesting walk, and adjacent to the pub is the ‘Leaning Tower of Cheshire’, which, due to its unstable foundations, is all that now remains of the 15th-century Church of St Chad’s. From experience, I can tell you that a refreshment stop at The Swan makes the perfect end to an exploratory walk around the town!  

  

Weathervanes of Cheshire

Atop the Penny Farthing Museum in Knutsford

For as long as we have roamed the earth, humans have been obsessed with the weather – and for good reason. Even today, the weather can shape our lives, direct our actions, cause mayhem and madness, bring happiness and joy.

Weathervanes, weathercocks, wind vanes – whatever you want to call them – are one of the tools we use to keep in touch with the weather, to check for those all-important changes in wind strength and direction. Yet they can also be delightful pieces of artwork.

In a triumph of the creative over the practical, weathervanes can be made to measure. They can advertise a profession, signal a personal preference, pay homage to history and reflect local heritage, or celebrate an object of adoration. They can be used to make a statement about their owner and add distinction to a building.

In May 2014, while I was back living in my native New Zealand, I celebrated the weathervanes of central Auckland in a blog and, ever since, I have kept an eye out for more examples. Here in England, the tradition of owning weathervanes, especially those of bespoke designs, seems to be flourishing, so I am accumulating a veritable treasure chest of images to share. Here is the first of likely several blogs, with a few snappy quotes by famous people to accompany my photos.

A ship in full sail became Runcorn's insignia in 1894 so this weathervane atop the town's
 information centre is entirely appropriate

I can't change the direction of the wind, but I can adjust my sails to always reach my destination. ~ Jimmy Dean

A gardener and a bird lover perhaps? From Wincham

Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather. ~ John Ruskin

Another ship design in Runcorn's town centre

The weathercocks on spires and housetops were mysterious with hints of stormy wind, and pointed, like so many ghostly fingers, out to dangerous seas, where fragments of great wrecks were drifting, perhaps, and helpless men were rocked upon them into a sleep as deep as the unfathomable waters. ~ Charles Dickens, Dombey and Son

Found in Wincham

The pessimist complains about the wind; the optimist expects it to change; the realist adjusts the sails. ~ William Arthur Ward

The Grim Reaper seems an odd choice to me but each to their own. Found in Wybunbury

When everything seems to be going against you, remember that the airplane takes off against the wind, not with it. ~ Henry Ford

From Pickmere. Not sure I approve of the subject, but it's a fine weathervane just the same.

It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade. ~ Charles Dickens

Found near Bollington

If you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees. ~ Khalil Gibran

Found in Over Peover

Faeries, come take me out of this dull world, / For I would ride with you upon the wind, Run on the top of the dishevelled tide, And dance upon the mountains like a flame. ~ W.B. Yeats, The Land of Heart's Desire