[Doug]

I remember similar building that stood on the end of what was Bradley Street, I think it was a paper shop at the time, it was different in that it had three steps up to the door, The shop keeper had a little yorki which sunk it’s teeth in to my forehead over my Right eye ten minutes before I was due to leave for a day trip to Blackpool. I ended up at the Vic having a stitch, and then I got battered for ruining the day. Still it got me on the way out and I got my little bag of coconut mushrooms.