Worked by on the Icenic in Liverpool, before sailing to kiwi. The Elm house was our pub of choice, sometimes in the evening we were the only ones in there. The manager tried to charge us the extra for being in the room as he didn’t open the bar at night. We said we would go elsewhere so he had to just charge the bar prices.
Good memories of the pub, I was once pushed back in a wheelbarrow. Happy days.
Regards Michael