The curtains flapping in the breeze start to spook me, so I take another shot
of them and the left wing. This captures the dull, dreary day.
Someone even went to the trouble of opening a third floor window.
The view would be impressive, looking out from the
top of the wing, towards Croydon and the south of London.
Little did I know that it was a couple of months later that I'd stand in that
room.
See also: October 2002.
2009: It’s interesting to note how easily spooked I was. Nowadays I look back
and laugh at my nerves. But, in those early pioneering days, it was a matter of conquering all those fears.
All new urban explorers go through this.
