The strange new conservatory/day room/cells stretched off into the distance. And remember: it’s pink for
girls and blue for boys. A constant reminder that we were in the male side of the hospital.
I didn’t go further - these windows could be seen from the footpath.
I recalled my first trip to Cane Hill in 1999. It was a recce and I was with Phil. We walked past this building
and marvelled at how many chairs they managed to stuff inside this room. Come 2003 and all the chairs had
gone, just leaving this echoing shell.
