Lovely overgrown gateway to what once was a middle class garden I suspect. The remaining house, now offices, look mid Victorian and I suspect another stood here. The area behind was a school built, and ran by, in the eighteen hundreds by the Congregational Church, but by the seventies it had been sold and turned into the Council Offices. That in turn is now being refurbished at great cost. This may appear reasonable however a plan is in motion to move the council elsewhere! The word "Bung," never crossed my mind, never! The one time house may well have been demolished along with the school, possibly these were connected, but clearly nobody has ventured to attend to the garden for some time. Why is it that places that once were have a strange drawing power while places that now exist often do not?
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3 comments:
I don't know.
Bung?
Well, I love the picture, though. I must admit if you had asked me to make up a title for it, mine probably wouldn't have been "gate." But now I see.
The old ones have a history, a story to tell, which the existing ones maybe don't? Or if the existing ones have a story, it's usually well known where the others are at least partially lost in time.
Max, Bung? Yeh, bung innit?
A, Could be, but it does fascinate.
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