Excavator munches through Yorkshire’s Royal Albert cafe.
The traditional British cafe is a familiar and welcome haunt for demolition folk up and down the country. It is a refuge that beckons with the promise of tea and bacon; a sanctuary from the mud and muck of the demolition site.
And so the demolition of the Royal Albert Cafe in Yorkshire must have been a bitter-sweet experience for those responsible. Not that you would know if from the eagerness and relish with which they fell this once beloved purveyor of the Full English.
