I like to imagine that on club night the bus stops and a dozen folk get off clad in their full scuba gear.
I was thinking that they have a long way to go to find the sea!
As a subject it has a lot of facets - it is quite remote from the sea (but the "mighty" River Don flows nearby, largely unnoticed), it's a piece of classic scout hut architecture, could the building date back to WWII? And I wonder how many cities have scuba clubs a stone's throw from their city centres? In fact I don't remember noticing a scuba club building previously. This is definitely a candidate for a Martin Parr collection!
Haha! I like the way you think!!
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