Walking back from Morisson's I came a different route that took me through the middle of two abandoned factories. I felt almost awed at the huge space of these brownfield areas an the vast number of disused buildings. The amount of concrete laid down would have comfortably parked three hundred cars and was being slwly reclaimed by nature; principally buddleias.
It was mostly surrounded by these old walls where were themselves being invaded by ferns and lichens and buddleias and ash saplings.
Further on was part of a wall of a third disused factory. Sandstone and iron railings: marvellous!
Finally the path nearest to the house.
Why someone had left an office chair (destroyed) I've no idea. A testament to man, I suppose, though left to itself it will soon be covered by brambles.
4 comments:
Wow! Do you have any idea what these factories used to be? It's hard to imagine all that space just sitting empty. Over here they turn all that kind of thing into wonderful condos with brick walls on the inside...
What a shame that chair just left out like that. I hate garbage lying about. Spent half of lunch today picking up bottle caps and garbage from around the firepit at the lunchsite. And not from us! Yuck! I tell the smokers to bury their butts so we don't leave a footprint - and then you come across stuff like that! Eurggg! Makes me want to wring their necks!
You would cry at the amount of rubbish in Chesterfield, Aims. My best guess for the factories was steelworks.
I hate rubbish too. I'm always picking up cans and paper and taking them back home to recycle or bin.
The worst stuff around here is the black plastic from the farmers' sileage rolls. It gets everywhere, even though every now and then the council do a free pick up of the stuff. At the top of my lovely wood is a hollow and that's full of rubbish. Grrrrr.
Rubbish is the bane of everything beautiful.
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