There have been stories in the papers and online lately about how Stella Price may need to sell half of the Rovers to Owen Armstrong to finance the reconstruction of the pub. While this may be an interesting dramatic development, in reality it would take a damn sight more than the assistance of an ill-tempered builder to save a small backstreet pub.
We all need to accept that the Rovers is an oddly-designed, one-room boozer in thrall to a minority brewery with a woefully ill-defined culinary offering. For its trade it relies entirely on a small group of loyal regulars who rarely seem to drink much or order enough food to warrant running a kitchen.
The Rovers has at least 5 staff (discounting cleaners) and the fire appears to have written off most of the rooms. It's very difficult to imagine that a refit will make financial sense, even with additional investment.
For one thing, the pub is far wider internally than externally. From the toilets on the right hand side that apparently encroach into the Barlow's house, to the living room and kitchen on the left that (if the external dimensions are anything to go by) MUST jut out into Rosamund Street, the whole architecture of the pub makes little sense.
Upstairs there appears to be at least three bedrooms and a bathroom, all of which will need re-decorating, the bar needs stripping and reconstructing and the cellar can't be in a very good state. We reckon that the whole venture will require upwards of £200,000 to even cover its costs. This doesn't include payments to staff for injury, pain and suffering or the cost of replacing tills, alarm systems, furniture or plates, cutlery and glassware.
NO WAY is this pub financially viable, and NO WAY would a brewery or insurance company pay to have it reconstructed. Owen would have to discuss his plans to provide finances for the rebuilding to his bank manager before he could find enough money to do it and they would not release funds based on any investment versus ROI plan he concocts.
This is nonsense. If Corrie bosses are serious about making any kind of dramatic sense of the corner they have painted themselves into then they will have the Newton & Ridley bulldoze the pub or sell it off to developers to turn it into flats. FACT.
We're kidding, by the way. Long live the Rovers!