panes of grunge light

went off for a drive into denbighshire today with my photo-mate 'Annar_50', calling in at Poole Park, an abandoned satellite hospital to Denbigh asylum. Could only get into this room as my chunk of a midriff prevented me from squeezing through the other openings that led to the oak staircase. it's a slender fella's game, this malarky.