Green Eyed Glenda

She’s feelin blue,
Thinking of death and hate and her and you.
She buys green contacts,
Throws away her scales, mirror and Ex- Lax.

She sees ugliness,
So she looks in the mirror less and less.
She looks at Pretty Polly,
Who has a striking face and protruding bones.

Polly smiles,
Lighting a cigarette, reaching the telephone dial.
Glenda sighs,
Is it better to have sad blue or jealous green eyes?

Thornseat Lodge, Bradfield

This is my first urbex project.
Built as a shooting lodge in the 1800s, used as an orphanage in the 1930s. Abandoned in the early 80s.
Whether I'll be able to get inside I'm not sure...

Urban Exploration

TRESPASSING? POINTLESS? I'd say it's ingenious. Scares the shit out of you, messes your head up, I'd go and break into a derelict building instead of sniffing mcat any day...






I'm going to explore Thornseat Lodge, Bradfield, Sheffield this weekend. This will be my first urbex adventure, and I'm not sure how it will go...
Being interested in abandoned buildings is not your average hobby for a girl my age, but it gives me so much inspiration.
The South Yorkshire Asylum, AKA Middlewood Mental Hospital, used to be down the road from my house in Oughtibridge. It got demolished a few years ago, all that is left is the clock tower and part of the annex. This is the place that I would have liked to explore and photograph the most, as it is part of the local history and inspires my writing.
My parents have told me many stories about the asylum, and its escapees who often made their way around the surrounding area scaring the shit out of 'normal' people. Built in the 1800's, so many local people have been either employed or institutionalized at the asylum. There are even the more 'famous' individuals associated with the place.
Aside from writing, I've never been so interested and inspired by anything...