I can hear the goon train approaching as I type this. If I'm honest I was very surprised that we didn't run into anyone else there considering for the last week and a half or so it's been all over the usual Facebook groups, they don't seem to have woken up quite yet.
It's hard to get a definite date the place closed, but it became The Crying Tree around 2011, and this appears to have only lasted a few years before the building was once again sold in 2015. In 2017 a planning application was approved for conversion into numerous apartments, but so far nothing has happened.
Pubs are almost universally shit. So much so that in my 13 years of exploring I have done precisely one other pub - the Gipsies Tent Inn - which, as any old timers know, was filled with interesting old tat to look at. I, along with most people, tend to steer well clear of them because they are arguably the lowest of the low hanging fruit, frequented usually by social media explorers waving torches around at night proclaiming it to be spooky and haunted. However there have been, over the years, a few standout old pubs - as in, true old pubs in old interesting buildings - that have emerged and broken the usual mould. Case in point is this one, at it's core it's a distinctly average pub which normally I wouldn't give any thought to, but it's located inside a way above average building and made for a fun way to spend an hour and a half or so.
Away from the main entrance hall and the ground floor rooms, there is a maze of back rooms upstairs that eventually spits you out on a balcony above the skylight, there is also an expansive maze-like basement as well - I lost my bearings more than once trying to work out the way back to the entrance hallway.
Thanks for looking....toot toot.
Built around 1870 - and named after the much older farm behind - it was one of three large houses built at the north end of Grange Lane. The original entrance was by the stone gate-pier that still survives on the corner of Gateacre Park Drive. The first known occupant was Betsey Cunningham, a Manchester cotton broker's widow, who had moved her family back to Liverpool in the 1850s. She lived at Oakfield in Cuckoo Lane before moving to Gorsey Cop and dying there in 1872. Betsey's sons, Walter and Harold, took over their father's cotton broking business. They also loved horses, which they grazed locally.
The next owners of Gorsey Cop were the McKechnies. Alexander McKechnie lived there for about 30 years. His father was a copper smelter who had moved from Scotland to Widnes. McKechnie Brothers went worldwide, making copper-related products. The family at Gorsey Cop won awards at Crufts for their terriers. After WW2 Gorsey Cop was bought by BICC. It still had grape vines and tennis courts, and was used as a club for managers. It also had a staff welfare function; if an employee at the Prescot factory had a problem, they were told to 'go to Gorsey Cop'.
In the late 1950s the building became a 'closed door casino'. Part of the curtilage became the site of Acresgate Court flats. In the 1970s the (by then legitimate) casino was acquired by Philippe Overd, the Algerian head chef at Liverpool's Adelphi Hotel. Gorsey Cop became Chez Philippe, his 'dream' French restaurant. It was a popular venue - but in business terms not a success. One night, fire broke out in the basement. Although the fire brigade managed to save the building, the insurance company refused to pay out, and Philippe was ruined.
In the 1980s the name changed again, this time to Grange Manor. New owner George Downey installed artworks and stained glass, and turned the stables into the American-themed Penrods bar. More changes followed - Elaine Wilson seeking planning permission for a hotel before going bankrupt, and 'two gentlemen from Blackpool' renaming it Harry's Bar - as successive owners struggled to run the premises at a profit. Eventually Enterprise Inns - a subsidiary of Bass Taverns - took over and it became the Crying Tree.
It's hard to get a definite date the place closed, but it became The Crying Tree around 2011, and this appears to have only lasted a few years before the building was once again sold in 2015. In 2017 a planning application was approved for conversion into numerous apartments, but so far nothing has happened.
Pubs are almost universally shit. So much so that in my 13 years of exploring I have done precisely one other pub - the Gipsies Tent Inn - which, as any old timers know, was filled with interesting old tat to look at. I, along with most people, tend to steer well clear of them because they are arguably the lowest of the low hanging fruit, frequented usually by social media explorers waving torches around at night proclaiming it to be spooky and haunted. However there have been, over the years, a few standout old pubs - as in, true old pubs in old interesting buildings - that have emerged and broken the usual mould. Case in point is this one, at it's core it's a distinctly average pub which normally I wouldn't give any thought to, but it's located inside a way above average building and made for a fun way to spend an hour and a half or so.
Away from the main entrance hall and the ground floor rooms, there is a maze of back rooms upstairs that eventually spits you out on a balcony above the skylight, there is also an expansive maze-like basement as well - I lost my bearings more than once trying to work out the way back to the entrance hallway.
Thanks for looking....toot toot.