st. crispin | red fences and red tape

Smorgy summed it all up. “This is why we’re urban explorers” she mused. “We could’ve sneaked in on the first visit, taken pictures, and crept out again; no-one would’ve been the wiser.” Who knows what visual treasures were inside (the surveyors spoke of a magnificent mural, painted along the side of one of the internal courtyards. That will now be lost to time).

In attempting to do things properly, all the opened doors of St. Crispin were closed and barred to us. In our endeavours to expand this activity into something more accessible, we created rope-lined virtual tours, limiting access and closing doors. Might as well just open a tea room and souvenir shop while we were at it.