Woodhall spa - part the first

Going to Woodhall spa feels a bit like entering a 1940s-60s themed village. Little rows of shops with their footage determined by a now gone railway line reminded me of similar places in the London of my childhood. And the past is all around, from the Kinema that WW2 troops would have visited to the Squadron bar at the hotel 617 squadron (the Dambusters) used as their mess.