I’m turning a corner in my life, I’m turning a corner.
Into Pinehurst Road.
The Clarendon is a shock and a pleasant surprise, an open elevation of slabbed precast concrete, exterior steel spiral staircase attached.
A central residential block, with single storey lounge and bar extensions, surrounded by sufficient space to circumnavigate, marvel and snap with consummate ease.
Laura the current tenant comes out to chat, she’d worked there for some eighteen years, and when the pub fell empty just before Christmas, she decided to take it on. Determined to maintain continuity for a community pub which she, and hopefully others valued.
Never an easy undertaking.
We went inside, a clean orderly and cared for interior, warmed by a single Calor Gas heater.
“It’s too dear to put the heating on all the time.”