Abandoned Boozers of Norwich #11: The Kimberley Arms

Returning to one of my earliest themes on Eastscapes: the decline of the good old traditional boozer. Whilst on the edge of Norwich's student land, I only ever called in here once: one Christmas Eve afternoon, by myself, waiting for my girlfriend to finish work in the city. There were about half a dozen regulars drinking, with the staff, from a multipack of cheap canned lager placed brazenly on the bar. I ordered a pint of John Smiths, was on the receiving end of a few suspicious looks, drank up swiftly, and headed off again.