Two Pints of Lager and a Packet of Crisps

It has been a rather busy week and the result is that blogging and writing have, as is so often the case, taken a bit of hit. However, there are rules, self-imposed ones, but for me to feel to like I am not drowning in life they are best stuck too. One of those rules is that I post at least two original content blog posts per week once on Wednesday and a Sunday. When life makes that tough I tend to reach for my fall back plan which comes in the form of Scavenger Hunting. Luckily I have not had the need to dig into my reserves for a while now and so I had a few option to pick from but today I am going to share a set of images that were taken rather long time ago and for various weird (because sometimes I like to keep images until the time feels right) reasons I have never posted. This has caused much sighing and eye rolling on @domsigns part because he was very much the photographer on this occasion.

We were on our way to collect a treadmill that we had purchased for a bargain price on Ebay. It was located in a town about 25 miles from us and so off we set on a bright sunny day. Along our route we suddenly came upon an abandoned pub sitting right on the edge of a two lane highway. Traffic zoomed pasted but it was clear that there was no sidewalk or any other buildings nearby. Sadly we were on a time scale and had to continue on with our journey in order to collect aforementioned treadmill. Getting the damn thing in my teeny tiny car was a bit of a struggle but we managed it eventually and so off we set for our return journey. When we got to the place were the pub was we were now on the wrong side of the carriage way but a couple of miles on, we found a place where we could turn around. The car park for the pub was fenced off with concrete bollards and so our only option was to wedge the car into the bushes just to the side of the pub.

There is a reason I rarely leave the house without my camera, because you never know what you might find and this place is a perfect example finding something irresistible.

Despite the car park being fenced off to cars it was fairly easy to get into the place and as there were no other houses or properties within sight we knew no one could just turn up on us

Once inside it was fairly obvious that this place had been sitting here, unloved, for a fairly long time.

Most of the upstairs of the building was not safe apart from one room.

What you can not see is the walls were dripping with water and covered in mold, hopefully this image gives you something slightly nicer to look at though

Downstairs the place had been well and truly trashed

I love both these images and couldn’t pick between them so you getting the pleasure of both of them

As you can see from the damage and graffiti we were definitely not the first people to have explored this place

However unlike others before us we made sure that we didn’t add to the damage and left this rather spooky old relic as we had found it.

We have passed by this place a couple of times since that day and it is still sitting there, broken and forlorn, but now the roof has fallen in and I suspect that getting inside any of it is probably impossible and definitely inadvisable. I am so glad we found this place when we did and this ticks of Abandoned Property from my list of locations. Apologies for the title, I am aware that only Brits will get it. It is a saying strongly associated with ‘going down the pub’ and also the name of a TV show.

*The Scavenger Hunt page is currently not live as it is in the process of getting a new home. When that is done I will add the link onto this post. To see the full list of locations I have completed check out my Scavenger Hunt page.