It's been a really strange and difficult year for me.
I don't normally think about, or dwell on, anything from my past but the whole "Will They, Won't They" demolish the Cromdale Hotel, has ripped open scars and brought back memories that I thought were gone forever.
When I wrote the first blog about the Cromdale, it was late at night and I was in a bit of a shock by even seeing it's name in the news.
But the more often I see it mentioned in the news, the more my blood boils because it is still standing.
It reminds me of the way Stephen King used his character Ben Mears to describe the Marsten House in his novel (and my vampire story) Salems' Lot.