The Demolished Pub At The End Of The Street (night of 27/05/2019)

In this house, in this street. Feels different - whiter - more light. Joe is going away on holiday, though needs something picked up - his quilt I think. He pulls up outside and beckons me over. I grab his quilt and run over. Next thing we are walking along to the end of the street. I ask him how the cricket went - he expresses a contemptuous surprise that I am 'taking an interest in cricket now'. I say that I am always interested in how he does. The street looks very different - more buildings - more urban - more like the St Marys area of Southampton. At the end is a pub - or was a pub - it is in the process of being demolished. A hallway stands - a door - and a small entrance hall - the portion of the building this has been attached to is no more - and the main part of the building is set further back from the street.