I'm glad someone agrees with me on that one. Its now like a bloody circus with make believe trenches out the back, playing god aweful music, and talk about crass!!!
I stayed in the place quite a few times when the old girl had it. No water in the rooms, one bog, and paint peeling off the walls, but boy did the locals ever go there!! Talk about a great atmosphere!!
Now not so, she lived a few doors down and when Dom bought the place he thought he was buying the collection she had built up, but she took it with her, I used to knock on her door when passing through always get a cuppa, and she always tried to give me stuff, but i wouldn't take it. best left where it was.......happy days