The Centurion.

This is (or should I say was) my local. Local only in the sense that it is the closest pub to where I live. A 1970s-built “estate pub” that had very little to recommend it. Although I live within walking distance, I haven’t been in here since I was a teenager - and I’m a pensioner now. So I suppose that it is fair to say that in some small part I have contributed to its demise.