an unexpected ruin

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dress: Fabrik

I have this thing with ruins; always have, ever since I was a little girl. The most mundane and domestic building becomes suddenly enchanting once it falls into disrepair. Take off the roof, rip out the windows and let nature get her way – you’re in fairytale territory in a matter of years.

Yorkshire is full of them – abandoned farm houses, old stone-built cow sheds. Tall, brick chimney spires in forgotten, tiny valleys. Tumbledown shepherd hurts, the storm-stuck church by Sylvia Plath’s grave. I can never keep away.

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clogs: Lotta from Stockholme

This place has to be the most unexpected, though. Sandwiched between two busy roads on the way into a fairly grim town centre, from the roadside it looks strange, utilitarian & fairly unimpressive. We’ve driven past it countless times and speculated about its use, but never found time to stop.

On Sunday I spotted lilacs blooming and that was enough. We parked in a layby, crossed the dual carriageway, crunched over broken glass & cider bottles, lifted Orla over the broken stone wall.

& this is what we found.

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My expectations were so low I hadn’t even brought my camera from the car -if I’d planned it better I’d have brought Luke Skywalker too. Please excuse the iPhone snaps; I’ve plans to go back and do something creative (James, want to go & play?)

R is brilliant at reading the history of old buildings; he deduced it was a Victorian folly, not quite as old as it looks. A later google search confirmed this: Wainhouse Terrace built in 1876. Still, it has heaps of fairytale romance despite the graffiti and rubbish. In an odd way, maybe even because of it.

It’s the latest addition to quite a map of local ruins I’m collecting together. I’ve been thinking of posting them here – what do you think? Do any of you share my strange fascination with broken buildings, or am I alone in this?