Reservoir Hotel, Earlswood…
Lanes stripped of tarmac
And their broken white lines,
No limiting junctions
Or lollipop shaped signs…
Inn stripped of adverts
And its bland lack of charm,
Merely a functional hostelry
Near a neighbourhood farm…
Earlswood stripped of vehicles
And pollution and noise.
Horses, carts and simplicity
Mourn its past rural poise…
Pete Ray
A remarkable image of the Reservoir Hotel with carts, a bicycle and a total absence of traffic, houses and scurrying people…
...& A FEW YEARS AGO...
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