rustic ruin

This old abandoned something-or-other lies a couple of miles down a slight diversion from my usual journey home, so this morning I awoke sans manflu and set off 10 minutes early to stop off for a bit of a nose. I've been told the place used to be an old diary so was hoping to find something a bit milkymoocowish such as old milking equipment or old cow pens but instead all I got was this very evident tumbling downiness amongst the rust, embers and weeds.

I only took 4 shots then got spooked by a bluddy mouse, which in turn startled about half a dozen birds, which in turn spooked me even more. So I left.

I'll go back though.