The Plague House
So I stumbled on this place many months ago, having spotted it from the side of the road, first intention pull over check it out, soon I was actually surprised and then got ready to take some pictures.
From some information I read about online, it seems the last owner was a old woman, who refused to give up her home despite the land owner wanting her to leave, a long legal battle soon saw both of them not give in and both later died within a short time span of each other. That is as vague as I need to be for now.
I have been stumbling on lots of places like this, some worthy some not but this held a mini surprise for me outside and inside, first of all the British flag inside painted onto the ceiling, then outside the lovely train carriage almost lost in the wilderness, its been a good year for odds an ends like this, despite me slowly moving away from the hobby and prefer climbing mountains more rewarding. If my memory serves me well which it does a few cars was also lost in the overgrowth but I couldn't be bothered to photograph them, two sheds was outside, one with car parts in, the other was packed full of old beds, iron, scrap really. So I did not bother with this.
And for those wondering why call it plague house, well it held a cool book inside titled "The Plague And I" and I wanted something like that to name it, running out of names anyway this year.
Well enough rambling on with the photos
Well thanks for looking whoever looks and more coming soon!
