Until recently, a stone's throw away from the Golden Lion was the Manor Tavern. Sturdy, no-nonsense and obviously closed for quite a while, the Manor was the original inspiration for this blog-o-site. Alas, before we got round to taking a photo of it, it was demolished, leaving nought but a steaming hole in the ground, where once a bluff, horny-handed cellarman might have changed barrels or cleaned pipes or whatever it is cellarmen do.
Fortunately for all concerned, somebody else had the foresight to take a picture of the pub last year in all its boarded-up glory, which you can see here.
The clear moral of this story is that we must henceforth spend every waking hour photographing these festering husks before they are flattened by the unstoppable juggernaut of progress.
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