The cooling towers looked majestic, bathed in the winter’s setting sun. The turbine hall looked utterly battered
and trashed. In fact, Phil confirmed that half had already been demolished, or rather, blown up. The
sad remains here had already survived half the structure being blown to smithereens.
Drakelow was built in the 1950s, ironically on the site of a manor house. I say ironically because if urban
explorers had been around fifty years ago (and they were in the case of John Harris), then the country and
manor houses lying derelict around the UK would’ve been a staple for exploration. They would’ve been upset
to see the old manor go; as we were upset having missed the best days of its industrial replacement.
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