I promised to write more about the café/restaurant on the corner of Fore Street and Neptune Lane cutting down to the Quayside. You will probably recall it as the Neptune Café but it has traded under a variety of names.
Avid readers of this newspaper will recall a photograph of the girls at Tibbenham’s making propellers during the war – a photograph so often reproduced you can be forgiven for thinking this is all they did.
A New Year: A time for predictions. A time to dream of what might be forthcoming. A time for me to look back at previous dreams of buildings that didn’t quite make it into reality. Schemes that have left a legacy of empty sites and undeveloped spaces.