Dunbeacon National School

Bright and breezy today after all the drama of yesterday. We set out in search of dereliction, first stop Dunbeacon National School. This poor little place won't be here for much longer. Lots of slates were blown off in the winter gales, most of the ceilings are down and it generally looks pretty sorry for itself.  Built in 1902 it consists of two rooms, this one is the bigger room and I imagine was for the senior children. The junior room (which Himself has blipped beautifully today ) is smaller and seems to have had a tiered gallery for the children to sit in, judging by the marks on the walls. The rooms were lit by open fires,  and big sash windows, now glassless, gave lots of light but were too high to encourage daydreaming.  Coats were hung up on pegs at the entrance, just one peg still hanging on in there.  The last colour scheme looks like it was mustard coloured walls and pea green paintwork. I can't find out much about it other than that which is frustrating.

We then went off down the Mines Road and discvoered many other potential ruins and another tiny school hidden in the long grass. Not so long ago Himself would have stayed in the car while I indulged in a bit of trespass historical inquiry/photographic opportunity. Not any more - out like a whippet, tripod agogo, peering through windows! We did hold back from the old  house which seemed to have an old man and alsatian in attendance.

It is of course Derelict Thursday
And I had a swim!!!