When I lived in The Great Britain , John Street at the back of it was a very long yard that opened with large gates onto the road behind. This was where the beer was delivered. There was a large pigeon loft and hens to the right hand side and the eggs were sold to the locals in the pub in the war during food rationing. Also my Nan used to make large platters of Yorkshire pudding that was on the bar on Sundays. The pub was always packed. Resarf, Somerset.