Hospital Of Bleeding Doors
It's been a little while since I last posted a thread and will probably remain a rare occurrence, if I'm honest. But anyway, here a thread.
The HospitalDating back to 1879 CMH, built by Messrs Martin Wells and Co., was named after the duke of Cambridge and opened on the 18th of July.
The hospital was extended numerous times with alterations from time to time and grew to become a vast structure.
During the First World War the hospital was the first to receive the wounded from the western front during this period the hospital became the first in the British Empire to perform plastic surgery.
Following the Second world war and the drop in military patients, as you'd expect with no wars, civilians were admitted to the hospital's wards. From then on the hospital provided services in the many wards and theatres until February 2nd 1996 where the high maintenance, Grade 2 listed, asbestos riddled building was no longer fit for purpose.
The ExploreHaving left later than planned and one we had picked up the third member of the group we eventually found ourselves trying to bodge a route into the hospital.
Having known about securities presence a few days prior we made a swift entry and found out we were in the maternity ward.
Some bed lamps
Very old Hanaulux lamp
The Bleeding Doors
Yes I'm very aware I'm posing more like a teenager in a drunken party photo.
Talking to the walls
Prime lens shot at f/2.2
Big Lamp Little Lamp
Anyway, with maternity explored and little else to photo we moved to the main hospital.
Once in we found ourselves in a rather empty ward and then the hallway which we knew was alarmed.
Upstairs. It's the same deal, an empty building site with nothing.
Our aim now was the clock tower.
Heading cautiously down the steps we were back in the hallway, this time looking at a sensor.
Does it work? Surely not, it should have gone off.
Standing there with little choice either to try our luck or leave we made a decision.
We look left,
and cautiously shuffled up to it.
Nothing? Ok, we walked a little further to the tower.
Errm, was that white panel already beeping? No. Is that the alarm then?
I assume s....... OH SHIT.
And with that we left