Starting out up Dartmouth Park Hill, a quick stop at a local vintage shop. Lots of pretty coloured fifties and sixties dresses, cameras, lamps, paintings... But I was immune to temptation.
Across the park I could see a building with huge round windows. I decided I wanted to move there. Imagine those huge windows flooding your living room with light?
We walked around the hill and found this notice on the other side. So, it was covered reservoirs. And probably the new estates and buildings surrounding it were the result of some strategic bombing during WWII, as the crazy Germans aimed for the reservoirs. It reminded me of the Wassertürm in Prenzlauer Berg, in Berlin.
We kept walking towards the Heath and just as I said, 'Hmm, I could do with a pub roast dinner, fancy it?', this little beauty, The Star, came into view.