For years after that place had closed there were squatters in there, nobody seemed bothered though. The pub was as rough as ****, i remember going in there in my early twenties and there was a bloke in there sawing one of the tables in half, when i asked someone why he was doing it the reply was 'Because he's ****ing mad' suppose it made perfect sense at the timeOriginally Posted by Heathblue
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