Thank you for posting this excellent little video. I'm not usually a fan of art installations, but in this case, I love the period photos of the people who worked here.
I think the remoteness has helped reduce vandalism over the years, and it’s such a solid structure even despite the inclement conditions there aren’t many routes for wind and rain to get in. Hopefully some work can be done to restore or at least stabilise the building before it deteriorates beyond repair.
I had a look about this place about thirty years or more ago. Unfortunately, with no torch or lights of any kind, so I nearly shat myself when a pigeon launched itself into the air in one of the darkened rooms, nearly giving me a bloody heart attack! It's an amazing spot. Back then I noticed, among stuff lying on the floor, one or two 1940s era women's shoes.
The pigeons are a feature now! On my first visit a few years ago they could be heard scuttling in the vents above my head. Combined with the creaks and groans of the building it was definitely an eerie atmosphere!
When I was at school in the 1960's, we had a maths teacher (a horrible sadistic bully who wouldn't get into education today) who had spent the war as a naval signaller at Scapa Flow. I would assume that he worked in this building.
Thank you for posting this excellent little video. I'm not usually a fan of art installations, but in this case, I love the period photos of the people who worked here.
That's survived quite well considering the passage of time.
I think the remoteness has helped reduce vandalism over the years, and it’s such a solid structure even despite the inclement conditions there aren’t many routes for wind and rain to get in. Hopefully some work can be done to restore or at least stabilise the building before it deteriorates beyond repair.
I had a look about this place about thirty years or more ago. Unfortunately, with no torch or lights of any kind, so I nearly shat myself when a pigeon launched itself into the air in one of the darkened rooms, nearly giving me a bloody heart attack! It's an amazing spot. Back then I noticed, among stuff lying on the floor, one or two 1940s era women's shoes.
The pigeons are a feature now! On my first visit a few years ago they could be heard scuttling in the vents above my head. Combined with the creaks and groans of the building it was definitely an eerie atmosphere!
When I was at school in the 1960's, we had a maths teacher (a horrible sadistic bully who wouldn't get into education today) who had spent the war as a naval signaller at Scapa Flow. I would assume that he worked in this building.