I've worked in the same building in central London for the most part of thirty years. But I'm still finding new things within a three minute stroll of my workplace.
This is an old parish watch house straddling what was a lane dividing two ancient parishes, but is now a pedesrtian only dead end, best accessed through a rather bleak set of stairs.
The lane has a resonant name (as do the stairs), and on it - as well as this rather wonderful watch house - is a small property owned by the National Trust - you can just get a glimpse of it on the right in the photo above.
Anyone know where we are?
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