rauceby | open house
03|04|04

We crept in again, leaving the warmth of the outside world. The corridors echoed with bangs and thuds – Rauceby was still a noisy place and very unsettling. It didn’t help that the buildings were now looking dilapidated and vandalised.

When I visited in May, all the doors and wooden fixtures here had gone. The floor has also been ripped up.