white hart & cole's mill | horsing about in horsebridge

A derelict garage. How quaint. Not a pub though. Laurence was itching. Shall we? I wanted to get a picture of me riding the bike on the roof, like some urban exploring victor, lording it up over the conquered building.... before the Police inevitably arrived. However, there was a slight problem. “There’s a car parked behind the building, there’s someone in there.” Oh well. Onwards.