I grew up within yards of this building. Long before the theatre was built. We all knew that the building was there, but no one that I knew had ever set eyes on it. At the front, where DaveRs photo shows, had a very high, very thick hedge which obscured the slightest view. At the back (Everard Road) was a very high fence which did the same job. You can imagine what youngsters fertile imaginations guessed went on inside. Everything from a nest of German spies to a secret supply of bananas being hoarded. I never really saw a banana until I was 14, at the end of the war. Mike