Its on the market.

This is a shot of my local indoor market. It has an impressive pennant stone facade, but inside it is let down by the corrugated sheet roof. The peculiar thing about the market is that a large part of it lays below the aptly named Town Hall Theatre. It is like a rabbit warren running mysteriously below this large edifice.
I never knew it as a theatre, but I did frequent it when it became a cinema, before going the way of most cinemas and becoming a bingo hall.It now lies empty slowly dilapidating away, all that is except the new padlocks that adorn the main entrance. There has always been great plans for the building but nothing ever seems to materialise.