Abandoned Offices



- Near western wing.
- Near eastern wing.
- Far western wing.
- Far eastern wing.
- Original boarded entrance.
- Main entrance.
- Elevator shaft.
- Rear access to basement level.
We scramble over the moss covered brick wall, past the fallen fence and make our way towards the entrance.

Directly in front of us, lies a staircase. To our left, light beams shine through cracks in old brickwork, decimating the shadowy recesses of the near wings. Their windows have all been boarded up, they have been since the year 2000. Riley wasn’t even an idea at that point.




Following the walls of the near wings we arrive at the following section, the first floor opens through an abysmally lit corridor, arriving at the old boarded entrance. An abandoned fire alarm sits on the wall behind us, gathering dust.


Continuing in this direction to the near western limits of the building, we come to the following corridor and sub rooms. When we first arrived it was still light and this section was a breeze, within a couple of hours though the mood changed completely. The darkness here was suffocating.




From here, we enter the communal garden area, looking back towards the main entrance. After navigating the rocky overgrown minefield of debris and litter, we arrive at the far western wing, which is incredibly bright given all the window bays at the rear of the building.



The more discerning eye will be able to spot a skinning up table, some leftover rizla and baccy. Not hard to guess what the locals have been up to. We head back towards the main entrance and spot an elevator shaft, before heading to the Far Eastern wing.




With nothing left to check out on the first floor, we return to the staircase by the main entrance. Riley peeps down into the gloom below, not satisfied with the safety of the stairs in case he plummets into the murky floodwater below. We head for the 2nd floor.


Very open and inviting area during daylight, it becomes considerably more oppressive as the light wanes.








We arrive at the staircase to the original boarded entrance, the picture doesn’t really capture just how perilous those stairs are. Debris covers each step entirely and the stairs themselves are uneven, sloping off at strange angles. The tiny utility cupboard at the bottom refuses all forms of light.





Across from us, we see an old fireplace. Long since forgotten, home now only to spiders. We decide to head back towards the staircase and find a bathroom.



We head back out of the main entrance and cut through the overgrowth to the side of the canal to arrive at the rear access point of the building, upon first inspection it doesn’t seem too bad but as we venture further in the flooding becomes apparent and the air quality drops drastically. In the light from our torches we can see thick layers of dust disturbed by our passing.


In the shot below, the wall to the right of the first pillar is the collapsed staircase and the far wall at the back of shot has a grim reaper graffitied on it. To our immediate right is the remains of the power station and fuse boxes, sadly too flooded to enter.


Riley was very happy to have explored this building, there is a planning permission request taped to a lamppost outside by the boarded entrance. With the intent to turn this into a residential plot, it may not be here this time next year…
