Hello, another from my long long long list of shitty cottages I have to post up on here tp convert you to the deeply weird realm of cottaging!
Found this almost my accident whilst exploring with a couple friends, after walking what felt like miles through small forests, over streams, up and down heather marsh lands and over several feilds to visit some of the shittest derps you could probably imagine, I spotted this on the way down the wild hills. We took a chance as it was on a live farm, found the door open and decided to pop in for 30 mins and grabbed some pics. We all felt a bit uneasy as it was a live farm and decided to get out quickly, just as we were closing the door a car came down the drive way, and we bolted like a mini heard of highland cows stampeding our way down the side of the house and over a few fences to safety. Never been back, but one day I will!
Thanks for cuming cottaging with me
So this is my first post on this forum, I found out about these houses on a Abandoned Lincolnshire group on Facebook and thought they were definitely worth a trip, but... the first trip wasn't very successful, the address for these houses took us to two houses on the other side of Withcall that were at one point abandoned but have since been knocked down, so after about half an hour of looking around it became very clear the houses weren't there.
After talking to the person who posted them originally and finding out the real location we headed back up to find them. We had to make sure we kept quiet as there is a neighbor attached to the 2nd station house and we weren't sure they'd have appreciated a night time visit from 3 explorers haha.
Access to the house is easy, the doors being left open is always convenient. Walking around the houses only took 30 minutes or so , but was still a nice little explore. It's one of them places that besides a few repairs and some serious wallpapering, it looks like the family could just walk back through the front door and pick up their lives where they left off which gave the houses a real creepy vibe.
I guess that's all that really needs to be said about these houses. Here's a few pictures:
Thanks for reading:)
Whilst out early to get some snaps of the Norfolk broads I was travelling home and the sun was still low and frost glistening.so I took a diversion to see this small collection of vehicles.hid from sight in a clump of trees there is a small rselection here.my favourite being the series one landie..been waiting for this time of year to visit here for the overgrowth to die back.
Last few minutes of daylight left after a long day in Sheffield with @Urbexbandoned. If you've looked at my last report you would've read that my camera died for no reason at the previous location so I gathered my teddies from the floor beside my cot and headed towards this little derp-hole, armed only with an iPhone 6 and a diminishing sense of humour. The local scrote-muffin cock-knocker youths have went to town on this place. House of God? Fuck that, lets smash the place up. Sleep tight everyone and rest assured that these little dicks are the future of the U.K.
The History (Stolen as always)
The Chapel was built in 1787 by the Rev Benjamin Greaves (the then curate of Bradfield) together with some of his associates. Shortly after its completion consecration was refused because builders would, for some unknown reason, not install an east-facing window. It was eventually sold at auction for the princely sum of £315 and so became an independent chapel. A decade later it started performing baptisms in 1799 and the first officer of the Titanic, Henry Tingle Wilde was apparently christened here. Notably a significant number of the 240 dead from the Great Sheffield Flood of 1864 are buried in the cemetery. This includes members the Armitage family, who tragically lost 12 of their number, including five children. Here's what the chapel looked like in the later 1800's
Extract from a local rag..
“I can’t help but feel that this is a shocking state of affairs being a microcosm of much which is wrong with our society. Here lay our dead.
Sheffield people laid to rest in originally quite beautiful surroundings but now ignored and forgotten. How did this come about?”
Shot on my phone Lewis style
Thanks for wasting your vision
“As fresh as they get. Vegetables harvested from neighbouring fields and sold in a traditional road side market style. If you are travelling north, through the Kapiti Coast, pop in to sample their seasonal faire.”
Sang Sue Limited was a Chinese owned ‘acknowledged expert’ in the fruit and vegetable business. Although there are many other fruit and vegetable suppliers in the Kapiti coastal region, Sang Sue’s was known for its exceptionally fresh produce. In addition to the naturally grown products sold at the premises, Sue also supplied freshly baked bread from a small onsite craft bakery, because ‘good bread is one of the great pleasures of the table’, and beer, spirits, wine and cider sourced from boutique breweries around Kapiti. The cellar was described as being ‘well-stocked’, and the team of liquor sellers were very knowledgeable and passionate about their fully licenced goods. The small business boasted that it sold nearly 800 different subcategories in food and drink; some of these included fresh produce, dried and dehydrated fruits, mayonnaise and salads, delicatessens, cheese and cheese products, and food products machinery. Unfortunately, despite its success, back in 2015 the New Zealand Transport Agency acquired the business and closed it to make way for the MacKays to Peka Peka expressway; an 18 km four lane project that will cost the government $630 million.
Our Version of Events
Leaving Wellington early-ish, in an effort to reach a town called Bulls, we decided to have a quick break at a random fruit and vegetable suppliers that appeared to be abandoned. Hoping there might be some sort of home brew leftover we decided to investigate. Upon closer inspection it was obvious that the shop itself was fully stripped of anything interesting, so we decided to head around the back. We didn’t expect to find an awful lot around there, but experience has told us to always check the entire outside perimeter of a site; you never know what might be lurking.
Bypassing the guard dog warning sign, and a very large barbed wire fence and gate, we crawled through some extremely thorny bushes instead – because that seemed like the least painful option at the time. As we emerged through the sharp barbs, dead branches, and from beneath a large truck trailer that had become part of the bush, we were expecting to find an overgrown back garden; maybe, we surmised, it would have had an old algae-filled pond or something. We soon discovered our assumptions had been incorrect, however, as we found ourselves stood inside a bizarre vehicle graveyard of some sort. There was an array of vehicles: cars, quad-bikes, tractors, trucks and vans. It was quite clear that some had been there for a long time as the ground was steadily absorbing some, and foliage had consumed others; one, which was completely sealed, even had a bush growing inside it. Much more satisfied with our find at this point, we decided to hang around for twenty minutes to grab a few shots. After that, we left. Jobs a goodun’.
Explored with Nillskill and Bane.
Sang Sue's Place
1: Sang Sue Fruit and Vegetable Shop
2: A Quick Look Inside
3: Sue's House
4: Sue's Bed
5: Sue's Shed
6: Sue's Indoor Garden
7: Sue's Little Runaround Buggy
8: Sue's Other Indoor Garden
9: Sue's Storage Warehouse
10: Sue's Machinery
11: Sue's Till
Sue's Vehicle Collection
12: Fork Lifts
14: Standard Van
15: A Bigger Van
18: A Bigger Digger
19: Farm Equipment
20: Sue's Fleet 1
21: Sue's Fleet 2
22: Sue's Fleet 3
23: Sue's Fleet 4 and Car With a Bush Inside
24: The Beast
25: Sue Has a Dark Side