The Punch Bowl

The Punch Bowl
Jim's York Pub Guide

The Punch Bowl
Now here's a haunted pub in the centre of York that has a genuine claim. It's haunted by loads of guys who've nipped in for a quick jar on a Saturday afternoon while the wife is in Dorothy Perkins. Competing with the Olde Starre a further hundred yards up Stonegate, there's not much to choose between them, except this has better beer and a bit more character (see below). And that'll do for me. They catch loads of people in their prime location, so arrive early for a bar lunch, and be prepared to encounter prams, shopping bags, tourists and the aforementioned blokes. Including me. I'll be through the back in the small, stone floored bar, which is so dark that you'll need a torch to find me.

Real Ale Nearby Pubs to Crawl To:

Yorkshire Terrier, Bass, Worthingtons The Olde Starre

Other Information Kennedy's

Live music Wednesday. Nice "real" fire. The Pitcher & Piano

The punch bowl at the end of the seventeenth century became the sign of the Whig party (Tories preferred claret) and if you were that way inclined you could be sure of a warm welcome in a pub of this name. In 1833 a bunch of Tories visited this pub and caused a riot over "voting irregularities" causing £4 (sic) of damage. They were probably Young Conservatives and it is no doubt a coincidence that the ringleader was an M. Thatcher (joke). The inn has been badly burnt out twice in the last 150 years, the landlord unfortunately being a victim on one of these occassions, and his ghost is said to wander the bedrooms and cellar today. Check out the downstairs right hand room for the cold spot where he sometimes disappears through the floor on the way to check the kegs. There is also the ghost of a grey lady, said to be a lovelorn suicide from the fifteenth century. Alternatively, it is thought that this pub was a house of ill repute in the sixteenth century, and that an aggressive and drunk patron beat a young woman to death on the premises. It is her that now wanders the lodgings trying desperately to escape her murderer.
Thanks to Pete Coxon's Yorks Historic Inns

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	Now here's a haunted pub in the centre of York that has a genuine claim. It's haunted by loads of guys who've nipped in for a quick jar on a Saturday afternoon while the wife is in Dorothy Perkins. Competing with the Olde Starre a further hundred yards up Stonegate, there's not much to choose between them, except this has better beer and a bit more character (see below). And that'll do for me. They catch loads of people in their prime location, so arrive early for a bar lunch, and be prepared to encounter prams, shopping bags, tourists and the aforementioned blokes. Including me. I'll be through the back in the small, stone floored bar, which is so dark that you'll need a torch to find me.

*Real Ale*		*Nearby Pubs to Crawl To:*
Yorkshire Terrier, Bass, Worthingtons		The Olde Starre
*Other Information*		Kennedy's
Live music Wednesday. Nice "real" fire.		The Pitcher & Piano
The punch bowl at the end of the seventeenth century became the sign of the Whig party (Tories preferred claret) and if you were that way inclined you could be sure of a warm welcome in a pub of this name. In 1833 a bunch of Tories visited this pub and caused a riot over "voting irregularities" causing £4 (sic) of damage. They were probably Young Conservatives and it is no doubt a coincidence that the ringleader was an M. Thatcher (joke). The inn has been badly burnt out twice in the last 150 years, the landlord unfortunately being a victim on one of these occassions, and his ghost is said to wander the bedrooms and cellar today. Check out the downstairs right hand room for the cold spot where he sometimes disappears through the floor on the way to check the kegs. There is also the ghost of a grey lady, said to be a lovelorn suicide from the fifteenth century. Alternatively, it is thought that this pub was a house of ill repute in the sixteenth century, and that an aggressive and drunk patron beat a young woman to death on the premises. It is her that now wanders the lodgings trying desperately to escape her murderer. Thanks to Pete Coxon's Yorks Historic Inns

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