This is an old friend of mine… I first discovered it on a windy day, 5 years ago.
Fast forward five years; On the way back from visiting my mate in Nowheresville, I thought I would pop back here for a look and see what, if anything, had changed. The only thing that has changed is a bit of tagging & general graffiti, which I was surprised about considering it’s ultra rural location. This was probably due to an illegal rave that was held in the area, which was Not popular with the locals.
On this day it stood silent, as it has for decades. An interesting snapshot at what life was like in the fens long before modern technology.
The view to nothing from the upper floor
the bathtub
A hard working life in the kitchen
And retiring to the lounge after a long hard day at work
Fast forward five years; On the way back from visiting my mate in Nowheresville, I thought I would pop back here for a look and see what, if anything, had changed. The only thing that has changed is a bit of tagging & general graffiti, which I was surprised about considering it’s ultra rural location. This was probably due to an illegal rave that was held in the area, which was Not popular with the locals.
On this day it stood silent, as it has for decades. An interesting snapshot at what life was like in the fens long before modern technology.
The view to nothing from the upper floor
the bathtub
A hard working life in the kitchen
And retiring to the lounge after a long hard day at work