Old chairs, bins and a couple of teletype machines were piled outside, creating a little homely
scene outside the building. That’s a homely scene if you’re happy sitting in relative comfort around broken glass.
(The teletypes were modern plastic junk. Nothing classy or old here.)
This appeared to be the tradesman entrance, or back passage (ahem), with large doors opening
to the left (off shot). However, we could fail but be invited into the building by that welcoming open door.
Onwards and into the hidden depths!
