Roxtons Doorway
A Memory of Hungerford.
We lived for 9 years a few doors behind where the photographer is standing. The shop with the awning on the right was Roxtons, a very trendy 'hunting shooting and fishing' shop where you had to be landed gentry to get in the door. If you were to watch from our upstairs window shortly after closing time, every night, the same guy would stagger up the road and have a pee in Roxtons doorway. With his heavy beard, and the same annorak worn every night in every weather, it was a most disturbing spectacle! I wonder how the paintwork is standing up?
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