Night Duty
Walking the dog across the south side of the town on a summer's evening, I glanced up at the old hospital. The smaller buildings had been converted into flats but the main hospital had lain empty for years. Although a fine example of Edwardian architecture in terms of function and aesthetics it was doomed. The windows were boarded up and had been spray painted by rival gangs. Fire and demolition were inevitable. I climbed the steps to the main entrance and looked through the
