At last!

There is an old army camp in the village my parents live in. When I lived there it was used as a store. I remember Green Godnesses appearing during the fire brigade strike in the ‘70’s.

It is now derelict and I have been wanting to walk up there for years. However usually when we go up for the weekend we are pressed for time. This morning whilst Mr H finished the painting he was doing for my parents , he supervised mum whilst dad and I had a walk up there.

Wow, it was fabulous. Loads of bricks in the parts that have been demolished. I was in my element. I carried 4 different ones home (see extra) this main hanger is roofless, and heavily covered in graffiti .

A little bit of info re the camp. http://www.boldonwm.uk/ebaac.htm