First, look at the building itself. It’s a massive, brutalist hunk of concrete from the 1970s. Some people call it ugly. I call it iconic.
It was built right on top of a buried river. The River Farset flows underneath your feet while you shop for socks. That’s a fun fact to drop at a party.
Before Castlecourt, this spot was a bustling street full of shops and pubs. Then came the Troubles. The area got bombed. The city decided to build a giant, fortress-like mall instead. Boom. Castlecourt was born.
