Buildings you've been in that are now demolished

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Was thinking (randomly) about buildings I've been in during my life that have now been knocked down. I'm intrigued as to whether I have a disproportionately large number.

It's a bit weird to think that they are not there anymore, especially the really familiar ones that I spent so much time in. All those corridors and rooms long gone into rubble and dust.

Secondary school - demolished in the 90s and is now a housing estate.
My local nightclub where I spent many happy hours dancing, being chatted up, and snogging the locals 🤓 mysteriously burned down after redevelopment planning permission to change it into flats was refused, It's now flats. Of course.

First proper job office where I met my 1st husband. Now a housing estate (a theme is emerging.......)
First 'big job' office, now demolished and is currently a big hole in the ground. Think it's going to be flats.

Am I unusual to have left so many heaps of rubble in my past or do fellow vipers have a similar catalogue of building destruction in their wake?

Would love to hear your flattened-building stories.

@AppleDumplingWithCustard - yes, that's the one 😊

I was Royal London, although it was just The London Hospital in my day. The Middlesex was a lovely hospital. The chapel is beautiful. It’s sad when such a major part of your life disappears. Still, I suppose you have lots of great memories as I do.

I used to live near Ludlow, and there used to be a big market building in the square outside the castle. I shopped in the indoor market, and went to an opera workshop in the upstairs theatre/hall. It was demolished in 1986.

@AppleDumplingWithCustard - you're right, it was a beautiful hospital and I had a great time there, so a lot of good memories. Always makes me chuckle though when the area is referred to as 'Fitzrovia'. It certainly wasn't called that when I lived there . It was a fantastic location though!

The house where I was born. My dad was a publican and 4 pubs he ran are no more. My primary school. The office where I had my second job. Probably more but I moved nearly 30 years ago and don't go back very often, no one left there so why do a 400 mile round trip.

My old grammar school, in which I spent many hours of boredom, humiliation and mental torture, was demolished in the 90s and is now a housing estate.
I had mixed feelings, really. On the one hand I was glad to see it pounded into rubble - I'd have given anything for that to happen when I was a teenager - but it was an important local landmark and probably should have been repurposed rather than demolished. .

Hayes Swimming Pool.
We spent so much time there learning to swim.
Many happy memories including the journey - Mum didn't drive so it was quite a journey getting the 4 or 5 of us there by bus every week and quite a treat for us kids!

The site is now a Lidl, but it was the pool used in the famous Mr Bean episode where he tries to dive.

Durham, surely…?