The first pub I ever frequented as a regular (aged 17.75) was the Providence, a town centre place close to the railway station in Hull. Actually in St Stephens Square.
The Landlady Kate and her sister ran the place and the bar (men only) was well used seven days a week by locals. The lounge was usually quiet except on weekends and was the only room a lady was allowed to drink in.
The predominant drink was Hull Brewery Mild and in fact myself and a bargee were the only regular Bitter drinkers. I recall that mild was 1/- (one shilling) a pint and the bitter 1/2 (one and tuppence). The year after I started drinking beer Selwyn Lloyd in an attempt to bribe the working class reduced beer by tuppence a pint so all of a sudden an extra pint was within reach for the drinking man.
At the time there was an old (to me) chap who every evening came in for a drink. Kate would pull him his first pint and place it on the bar. He would look at it and ask “Can you get a whisky in there?” Kate would answer “Yes, I reckon so”. “Well fill the bloody thing up then”. This went on every time he was there.