The local kids initially seemed quite apologetic about the state they’d left the place in. This was
the first time I’d seen such sentiments and thoughts written to a building’s owners. A nice change.
After seeing the booby-trap left in the Mill Building (a slab of concrete ready to be released by cutting a
rope) I’d started to lose my affection for them.
"And by the way, that booby trap bit of concrete is actually a bit of wood I put there - a 'ladder'
made out of two of those flimsy conduit things (now part of the barrier across the doorway) used
to go up through that hole in the floor. I put the bit of wood through under the top rung and
tied it so that if the ladder gave way it would still hang and I wouldn't fall!" - Griffin
And the sheep-shagging picture was just the icing on the cake: bloody, little vandals.
