Every now and then - not often, mind - I stumble upon a little ode to someone's favourite pub. It warms the cockles of my fanny.
God love 'em. Temple is a lovely pub with a cracking juke box. As it happens, it used to be a public toilet, and photos snapped in Temple have cropped up on this humble blog several times already. My spiffing little banner is a prime example. Long live Temple!
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