The Shankill Road -both a street and an area - was once synonymous with Loyalism, a byword, even in Belfast. From top to bottom the road was solidly unionist and monarchist and no outsiders disturbed the coherence of the community. But bulldozers are levelling the little streets, the people are moving out. Can the spirit of the Shankill survive the death of its home? And what happens to those loyalties when the actual fabric of the road disappears?