The King Edward holds particularly fond memories for me, my mom was a barmaid there in the late forties early fifties, I remember the smell of beer, fags and polish. At Christmas, the regulars were particularly generous. We also used there as our local as it was the nearest pub to where we worked in the sixties. My own personal view is that old buildings are seen as an obstacle in the way of modern progress, you only have to look back at all that has been demolished over the years in the name of 'modernisation'. As an old Astonite it almost seems that someone wants to obliterate all traces of old Aston, theres not much of it left!