When I arrived home late one afternoon, Vince said: “Do you
know that the back of the Countryman’s building has disappeared?” I had to rush down and see. I knew that the
building had recently been up for sale but I did not know whether it had sold.
My dream of a museum of manufacture on this site had obviously not occurred to
anyone else. What a pity.
So I went down and snapped a few photos. Then my day just
got better:
a tall, tanned, handsome man in a high viz vest shorts and hard hat came up and asked me “what’s with the photos?” So I launched into an explanation of my interest in ghost signs. He then told me that the signs would be kept and the façade retained. He said the complex might be called something like “The Tailor”.
a tall, tanned, handsome man in a high viz vest shorts and hard hat came up and asked me “what’s with the photos?” So I launched into an explanation of my interest in ghost signs. He then told me that the signs would be kept and the façade retained. He said the complex might be called something like “The Tailor”.
Whilst I am glad that the beautiful facade of the building
will stay and a nod to the clothing manufacturing heritage will be made, I am sad
that the story of the neighbourhood is being gradually lost. Here are a few photos of what the building
used to look like. Alas I have only a few of the red brick back, and
unfortunately I never got to see inside except a quick glance up the Philip
Marlowe-like stairs and dingy little office at the front.
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