Orchard House Wartime Burns Unit - Lincolnshire - January 2012

This was the 2nd part visited on my recent Jaunt to Lincolnshire with Urban Phantom and his wife.

Orchard House was originally part of Rauceby Hospital and during world war 2 the Burns Unit was situated in here, built alongside the hospital orchard, after the war it went back to being part of the hospital and was one of the last remaining parts of Rauceby Mental Hospital to remain in NHS use as offices for the former Lincolnshire South West PCT until 2011 when it closed.

It remains pretty much vandal and graffiti free and looks like clearance has begun inside of all the fittings and office equipment. It made for a nice peaceful and interesting mooch about.

Here are the pics....

Not a bad little explore, shame we missed that bit.

liking this and your photos are getting better
the third to last shot is very good the lighting looks brilliant coming in

abel101 said:

liking this and your photos are getting better
the third to last shot is very good the lighting looks brilliant coming in

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Thanks Mate, appreciate it

Nice work mate made it look good

Nice one Steve.

thats a nice set..liking the second to last shot

Some great shots there!
Thanks..

Very familiar motto to me that

Great pictures thanks for sharing!

Mate im loving this shame i never had the chance to see it when i was there defo heading back that way top photos mate my phone is playing up and not loading proper but will have a proper look when i get to my flat

to think before we had the modern drugs, TB patients were nursed under those veranda's all day, all year (indoors at night). They had waxed cotton counterpains to keep the damp/rain out and on bad days a waxed canvas screen would be hung across the front. If you look inside the framing you can see the hanging hooks and tie down points in the concrete. they believed that cool moist air was good for the lungs of TB suffers.

I used to work there until it closed as a ward in 87, pic 20 is where they used to do the surgery. I only know this when they replaced the flooring as it was the ward kitchen (ironic)at the time and the NHS maintenance guy showed me the out line and bolt holes of the opertaing table under the old vinyl. seemed a bit creepy serving a fried breakfast to patients where they treated severe burns to the limbs of airmen

stevejd said:

to think before we had the modern drugs, TB patients were nursed under those veranda's all day, all year (indoors at night). They had waxed cotton counterpains to keep the damp/rain out and on bad days a waxed canvas screen would be hung across the front. If you look inside the framing you can see the hanging hooks and tie down points in the concrete. they believed that cool moist air was good for the lungs of TB suffers.

I used to work there until it closed as a ward in 87, pic 20 is where they used to do the surgery. I only know this when they replaced the flooring as it was the ward kitchen (ironic)at the time and the NHS maintenance guy showed me the out line and bolt holes of the opertaing table under the old vinyl. seemed a bit creepy serving a fried breakfast to patients where they treated severe burns to the limbs of airmen

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Thanks for the information, its much appreciated, can you enlighten me anymore on the ghost stories? specifically upstairs...

I don't know of any up stairs but I heard o fa story one by a colleague on nights on the male end, he came out of the office which was on the corner near the entrance to do his night round and saw a chap leaning against the window halfway down the corridor just past where the fire door (no fire door in the 80s) is in pic 16. the chap was smoking and wearing a dark blouson top, he went to go and talk to him but a patient came out of a side room, when he looked back...no one there, he desribed it later as a man in a military jacket.

one I experienced down the other end (female) certainly scared me.
I and my student heard the outer doors unlock and close, then the inner door do the same, by the time we got out of the office to check, there was no one. we thought night sister checking on us, no one outside on drive or paths, then we realised the outer door is never shut. Rang sister, no we are having coffee, not been down.

Student and I jumpy by now. 30 mins later we heard a click down the corridor ( unreprted parquette floor block which we used to tell if some one was out of bed), heard footsteps coming down the corridor to the corner by the office, we thought we will get you this time and waited by the corner, foot steps stopped and no one round the corner.

Rang sister again, still in her office, we told her what we had heard and she just laughed. Student and I checked all the beds, every one asleep. we did the remaining 30 min rounds as a pair with both of our largest torches and as many lights on as we could get away with that night.