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The Appleton Arms – a pub in a Shed!

Welcome to The Appleton Arms. It's based on the concept of re-kindling the experience of growing up in different pubs during the 1970s and early 1980s and in the style of the famous "Greenall Whitley" brewery which was all started in St Helens back in the late 1700s, moved its brewing and distilling empire to Warrington and rolled over and died as a company towards the end of the 20th century in the late 1990s.


It also gave me the chance to store the growing single malt whisky collection!

Whiskey, you’re the devil, you’re leadin’ me astray Over hills and mountains and to Americae You’re sweeter, stronger, decenter, you’re spunkier than tae O whiskey, you’re my darlin’ drunk or sober

Oh, now, brave boys, we’re on the march and off to Portugal and Spain The drums are beating, banners flying, the devil ahome will come tonight Love, fare thee well, with me tithery eye the doodelum the da Me tithery eye the doodelum the da, Me rikes fall tour a laddie oh There’s whiskey in the jar. Hey!

Whiskey, you’re the devil, you’re leadin’ me astray Over hills and mountains and to Americae You’re sweeter, stronger, decenter, you’re spunkier than tae O whiskey, you’re my darlin’ drunk or sober

Said the mother: “Do not wrong me, don’t take my daughter from me For if you do I will torment you, and after death a ghost will haunt you Love, fare thee well, with me tithery eye the doodelum the da Me tithery eye the doodelum the da, Me rikes fall tour a laddie oh There’s whiskey in the jar. Hey!

Whiskey, you’re the devil, you’re leadin’ me astray Over hills and mountains and to Americae You’re sweeter, stronger, decenter, you’re spunkier than tae O whiskey, you’re my darlin’ drunk or sober

The French are fighting boldly, men dying hot and coldly Gives ev’ry man his flask of powder, his farlock on his shoulder Love, fare thee well, with me tithery eye the doodelum the da Me tithery eye the doodelum the da, Me rikes fall tour a laddie oh There’s whiskey in the jar. Hey!

Whiskey, you’re the devil, you’re leadin’ me astray Over hills and mountains and to Americae You’re sweeter, stronger, decenter, you’re spunkier than tae O whiskey, you’re my darlin’ drunk or sober


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