The Family Brewery since 1828
We’re a family business running warm, friendly pubs, inns and hotels. From drinks with friends to family holidays, our pubs and inns are full of life and laughter. But let’s not forget our famous beers and lagers brewed at Greengate, the very heart of JW Lees. Our journey began in 1828, yours can start now.
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We put the brewery at the heart of our business which means when you visit one of our pubs you can enjoy our lagers, cask ales, seasonal beers and Boilerhouse small batch beers.
Our beers, wines and spirits from Willoughby’s can be stocked through our Freetrade Sales Team. You can also click the link below to buy our beer in bottle to drink at home.
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Our all-malt amber bitter was first brewed in 1828 to satisfy thirsty Mancunians grafting in the workshop of the world. It soon became our most popula...
Manchester Pale Ale
Tony Wilson once said: “This is Manchester, we do things differently here”. And he was right. Our refreshingly Mancunian pale ale gives ale lovers...
Breweries often used to hold back their extra special bitter for the Directors or Chairman, but we think everyone should enjoy the very best. Named in...
Manchester Craft Lager
More than a few craft lagers are named after the cities that created them, so we've added Manchester to that list using almost two centuries' worth of...
First brewed in 1950, our malty award-winning Moonraker is dedicated to a local legend. The story goes that farmers close to the JW Lees brewery once ...
2022 Brewery Alive
Boots stomp, stomp down worn wooden steps into ghost-chilled cellars, where barrel thunder reverberates off low ceilings plip-plipping with moisture.
Upstairs, a malt crush and mash ripple, the sparge arm hums, a reassuring whoosh and whir.
In the yard, a dray rumbles over cobbles, empties returning in search of the hair of the dog. Barrels alight, clank-clatter-thud on the pad.
Back in the cellar, arms and heavy mallets swing, a rackin’ crackin’ of firkin and barrel. A tap pours into a half-pint pot, a swirling of beer and air, the head brewer raises his glass in ceremony and anticipation.
The sparge arm hums, a reassuring whoosh and whir. Swirling, waves of flavour in each mouthful. The beer has a colourful luscious, peach-pink hue. Sil...
Arms and heavy mallets swing, a rackin’ crackin’. It’s cracking the flags out there, pale ale refreshment is needed. A sun-drenched, pale ale wi...