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  1. It´s a special kind of silence that´s being felt all over that place. It´s peaceful. Heather´s growing like a carpet and right between all the weathered stone crosses. Once made out of plain stone, they now mark the human remains of former patients of the nearby psychiatric hospital, who deceased between the years 1921 - 1981. As the cemetery was opened in '21 the hospital was still named "Rijkskrankzinnigengesticht" ("public mental hospital") - a customary term at that time. Around 1750 - exclusively male - patients were buried here. As mentioned above, the last one in 1981. The graves itselves are designed pretty simple. The individual stone cross only contains a metal plate with the name as well as the date of birth and death of the patient in respective. You can´t help it but ask yourself what kind of lives they might had had. It was not uncommon that patients had to spend a significant part of their lives in such institutions, not to say even their whole lives. One thing is certain at last. They all had to spend the rest of their lives within an institution, which excluded them from society. The graveyard itself is located right in the middle of the woods. Thanks to the sunny weather of a late summer´s day, it helped to find the atmosphere more peaceful than anything else. The sun was shining and created an immense heat between the stone crosses and the heather growing all over the place, just helped to add friendliness to the whole scenery. I´m sure a cold, misty November´s day would change the whole atmosphere completely. Yet, the friendly weather that day couldn´t delude me from that gloomy mood arising deep down. All those seemingly perfect stone crosses in a row, those bleached out plastic flowers on some of the graves and further, partly indefinable objects being found on the site - remnants of an unique culture of memory - made me feel quite uneasy. Shortly before leaving the grounds, I spotted a pretty new-looking plushie, a mouse. Sitting right on one of the crosses, already with cobwebs on its head. It really appeared out of place. My gaze settled on the fence around the burial site. Right in the middle of the woods, I could see a woman standing on the other side of the fence. Rooted at the spot and gazing at me as well. Or maybe she wasn´t even looking at me, but the whole scenery itself. I started to feel a bit uneasy, as I feared she wouldn´t like me to be right in the middle of that burial site. Yet, when I started to approach her, I was able to recognise her as a patient of the still existing psychiatric hospital nearby. Apparently, she was on an excursion through the woods with other patients, but had left the group for a short time. I really asked myself, what her thoughts were. I´ll never know. Coming nearer, she disappeared in the thicket and I left the cemetery grounds.
  2. This is a repeated place and one that the whole of OS know. I stumbled across a old report on another forum and since havent seen many others post so here it is.. Little Plumstead was home to Norfolk’s main “mental deficiency colony”. In recent years, it has closed down. Sadly a lot of the buildings have been demolished to make way for housing. Part of the site remains in use as a hospital. This section is due to close soon, with around 100 patients moving to community-based services. It has since demolished a lot of buildings including the pool leaving only 6 derelict standing buildings caked with decay and fragile floors. The hall itself attracts a lot of explorers and ghost hunters and has seen fire damage and metal thievery as well as tagger. The upstairs of all the buildings in which extensive decay can be seen, warped floors, carpet going down into the non exsistant rafters and debris and scattered paper everywhere plus that lovely smell of dampness and black mould that we all love... masks are needed although ive never worn one. The inside of the hall is to me like a chateu whilst ive only ever seen one on groups or forums its very simliar with its arch designs and colours. Every time i have gained access and seen this place, it draws me in i cant explain the feel in the hall but its almost like you are being watched and waiting for a zombie to smash through a door and come and bite you. There is so much decay the floors upstairs are gone in some areas and in others there simply is no floor at all, Trollys left, files scattered, medical reports everywhere, spend needles and some aperatus is left. Massive rooms for treatment as seen from very old pictures of the place, The asylum itself seemed to have a ward for un married women who were pregnant and were made to be treated as the public rejected them (Information to be confirmed), However no evidence of this has been seen. It has since been boarded up and checked on at regular intervals due to the amount of breaking in the building's recieve with thick ply and mastic being placed and security screws everywhere entrance other than the local kids breaking in is almost impossible to gain entry at least without doing it the naughty way which i personally dont agree with. The once grand staircase now completely trashed Rooftop views (Very fragile lead roof) Finally, im a celebrity nutter GET ME OUTTA HERE haha Hopefully if and when there is a entry point again we will be able to obtain more detailled pictures but until then,,,, Enjoy.
  3. Been a while since I last got round to uploading a set and doing a report on here, so a bit rusty, I present to you The Fly Agaric Cottage. Having a crazy alien come spend a couple days at my federation space shuttle deployment centre. After an initial pleasantries, an agreement between the grizzly bearded mongrel and the alien invader was set in place to visit a couple of Scotland's finest well protected and preserved residential dwellings. Prior to departure for the fine examples of derp dwellings, a night of festivities had to be conducted. After several other worldy concoctions, the beer googles and cider visor was firmly in place and a solid nights slumber ended a night of much laughter and race relations between the intrepid explorers. The time came for departure and a wild space race ensued with meteoroid dodging and asteroid belt of razor edged mountainous rocks, the race was an impending carnage or tragedy waiting to happen, until full reverse thrust was applied and grizzly mongrel and crazy alien found themselves in a strange new world. Climbing the gates of Black Cow Gate, the adventurers saw mystical erratically wandering clouds in the distance, as they grew closer, black snarling faces grew upon them, the adventurers presence were obviously not welcome in this new world. "We must move forward" shouted the grizzly mongrel, "follow the Ent like creatures" screamed the alien. The ent like creatures swayed in the wind offering protection from the snarling fluffy clouds. Finally the adventures reached civilisation... Entering the imposing castle, the adventurers were relieved to find they had in-fact found safety. It was time for the weary travelers to return to the shuttle and head off at warp speed to a new world, they ran from the castle, hurrying past the fluffy clouds who had gathered menacingly at the door, their snaring faces foaming at the mouth!! Finally they made it back to the shuttle, unscathed, but the did learn a lesson that day! Don't mess with the Fly Agaric! Stussy & Oldskool
  4. Today I visited this old graveyard somewhere in Belgium.
  5. Somewhere around august 2012 i was bored, but then i heard there was a closed down asylum, not to far from my place. Instantly i wanted to visit this place, so i took the car with 2 friends and drove up there. Without camera, without flashlights, food, drinks we were inside for not more then 30 minutes, it became dark. This was my first "explore" (except some buildings in my childhood). I went back for many times (8), till may 2013, we got caught by the cops but left with a warning, and they told that there would be problems if i would return. It was build around 1830, as the first asylum build next to the woods. They said fresh air would help the patients, this building was a revolution for the health care. Doctors from around europe visited this place to see how they could improve their own mental hospitals. Now its been rotting away since 1995, when the last patients left to other hospitals. They want to renovate it, but its becomming harder and harder since there arent many floor left to walk safely. 1: 2: 3: 4: 5:
  6. Tucked away in the middle of nowhere in Belgium is a cemetery which was exclusively used to bury patients from a nearby Asylum. Patients were buried here up until the cemetery was abandoned in the mid 1980s, with almost all the graves marked only with a simple concrete or wrought iron cross carrying a small plaque with the patient's name, date of birth and date of death. A very peaceful, sobering place to wander round. More here http://www.flickr.com/photos/mookie427/sets/72157638467038885/
  7. An old location long thought gone until i saw a photograph by sk or nelly cant remember, jumped on the tourist bus and paid this iconic location another visit . I hear stories of people going to West Park 10 or 15 times i unfortunately only had the one visit and got busted on that herEs some music whilst you peruse ...... The hospital seems to have been so-called because of its location to the west of the landscaped parkland formerly associated with Horton Manor (later the Manor Hospital). Although sometimes called an 'asylum' by urban explorers and the media, West Park was never officially termed as such, having opened as West Park Mental Hospital in 1923. The term had largely fallen out of favour by the 1920s and was made obsolete in law by the Mental Treatment Act 1930. 1. 2. The hospital was designed by William C. Clifford-Smith (architect to the London County Council), who was also involved in the design of nearby St Ebba's and The Manor Hospitals. The hospital had been in planning since 1906, and by 1917 it was largely complete; however, the outbreak of war postponed opening until 1921. The hospital was the last great London mental hospital, and the last of the Epsom Cluster, a group of five mental institutions on the Horton Estate to the west of Epsom (the others being Horton, Manor, Long Grove and St Ebba's.) The hospital follows the compact arrow design, with external villas. 3. 4. When complete the hospital could cater for around 2,000 patients of mixed class. The site had extensive boiler houses and plant rooms, a large laundry and a substantial water tower. There were also large kitchens located behind the canteen and a substantial recreation hall or ballroom (the latter suffered an arson attack on September 30, 2003 and is now a burnt out shell). The hospital was also once served by the Horton Estate's own railway but this was removed in 1950 and no trace remains except around the central engineering block. The main stores and sewing rooms were located in the central block, but other service buildings such as the mortuary and chapel were located by the entrance road along with some staff housing. 5. 6. The hospital was slowly run down from the mid 1990s, and by 2003 most of the hospital was closed and derelict, although some buildings, including the New Epsom and Ewell Cottage Hospital. remain in use by NHS healthcare services. Because of its derelict state, it came to be of interest to urban explorers who were attracted by the sheer size of the buildings and also the many hospital items still in situ, such as beds, kitchen equipment and personal items. A padded cell also remained in-situ and was of considerable interest to explorers. 7. 8. In November 2010, demolition began of the former hospital buildings. As of April 2011, most of the central buildings had been cleared with only a limited number of wards, the water tower and administration building being retained for conversion to apartments. These are to be incorporated into Noble Park, a new housing development which is currently being built on the site. 9. 10. 11. http://jmg.bmj.com/content/29/5/299.short 12. 13. 14. 15. 16. 17. 18. 19. Thanks for looking Oldskool
  8. So people dont step in it! 1. 2. 3. 4. 5. 6. 7. 8. 9. [list=]
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