Anyway it's around 00:30 on 14/3/12 and I will be back with more words shortly.
It's now about 00:40 and I'm sorry for the delay. It's just I've been out in static caravan in garden smoking weed and staring at the walls. It started out life in the 1930s with residential planning permission. Then in the 1960's my paternal grandfather - a teetotal WW2 marine - took it over and built the "Black Lion" pub.
Anyway still here. Still not dead.
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