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I stood in the huge cavernous place and took a shot of the boilerplate of a compresser.
Various documents and signs hinted a name of "Cathedral" for this place. A geometric entwining of
the Roman-styled "M" and "V" still proudly proclaimed the compressor's builder:
the once mighty Metropolitan Vickers. I’d also been snapping GEC and BTH logos,
aware of our one-proud electrical industrial base, and lamenting the former General
Electric Company and British Thompson-Houston. "You know Tom, this place is a mausoleum
to former British electrical and manufacturing companies..."
"Hello!"
Two strangers suddenly appeared, walking along a corridor towards us. They were
being very friendly either in a fellow explorer way or in a sarcastic security way.
"What are you doing?"
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