They wrote rules concerning sobriety and neighbourly good conduct, some of which are still observed in an attempt to preserve continuity.
This very handsome community hall has recently been sold to a young artist by the name of Alister Park. The hall also houses a caretaker in a ground flat, though of what Mrs McKenzie is taking care now is not clear. Maybe she guards the washing hanging on the lines strung from nine cast
iron poles in the centre of the courtyard.
Quite unthinkingly in my first weeks as a bachelor proprietor, I pegged out the contents of my Co-op bag wash one fine Sunday morning. An angry little woman greeted me on my return with the words:
“The rules state that there shall be no washing hanging out on the Sabbath. If you do it again I will cut your line down.”
The community hall, which with its clock tower also closed the quadrangle, as mentioned, had been sold off to a young artist Alister Park, to be his home & studio rolled into a (large) one. He and his wife Sara were a friendly young couple who were always on the look out for baby sitters, or medical students seeking a quiet place to read their books. Their bedroom was in the minstrel’s gallery, looking on to the body of the hall which was dominated by a big black pot belly stove with a gigantic steel chimney. The clock on the tower often told the right time and this was important for several printers who still lived their time dominated existence in Well Court.