Our local pub is called The Anglesea Arms. It’s literally across the road and is usually a warm hive of activity.

A few months ago, it suddenly closed its doors and became lifeless with no explanation, apart from vague signs stating “closed for works”. But the building was empty and locked up.

Suddenly those works burst to life and the pub was being spruced up ahead of springing back into existence. While the Anglesea was waiting to be reopened, I took some photographs of its pristine white and navy blue shell in the bright sunlight.

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Plenty of people turned out to welcome back their local pub when it reopened. It was given little more than a rejuvenating lick of paint – its old character has been retained. It feels like a village pub in the middle of a city. On fine summer evenings, the lights are blazing and the place has life again. This is how it should be…