Anglian Demolition stars work on removal of Huntingdon eyesore.
The camera-work is shaky. There are people talking in the background. And the whole thing begins with a local dignitary seizing the opportunity for a spot of self-gratification.
But when the demolition begins, it will gladden the heart of any demolition professional that has ever seen the dreaded brown HMRC-stamped envelope drop onto their desk.
For the eyesore in question is none other than the Tax Office in Huntingdon.
One day, when I am elected King, I shall demolish all tax offices and replace them shops selling either finely-crafted shoes or cakes.
