“I can’t get a decent external on this however I try”, I bemoaned.
The statement was true. Either the sunrays ruined the shot, or some bushes would quickly scramble out of nowhere and obfuscate the view. It was as if it didn’t want to be photographed.
"The Elusive Bull Farm" was brought to my attention by none other than @anidiotexplores who reluctantly dragged me out of hibernation for 'something special'.
The usual warning of arsehole neighbours applied as there were reports of confrontations with other explorers. We tip-toed past a block of detached properties and saw nobody on this occasion.
Saddling around the back, my comrade pulled on the back door which promptly opened. If all of them were this easy, exploring could turn into a dismal bore-fest but I was going to take it.
I had to scrutinise each image on this one as the sheer amount of personal documents was huge. This was indeed 'something special' and not to be missed. Word is that it has not been sealed, but that is quite standard fare.
Entering through the kitchen, I figured I would cover that room later and headed for something that looked like a study. The large unit in the corner caught my eye.
'Date of Service'? We are not talking about motor vehicles, I found that analogy strange but in 1952 the world was a different place. Bulls; mummy cow and daddy bull make baby bull I guessed.
'Elton Kitty' is a daddy who sired two girls, maybe!
What a piece of furniture, all those drawers and small baby drawers. You can't buy shit like this nowadays, a design of the times.
A £10 cheque for Mr Woods in 1966; that was a hell of a lot of money then.
Can’t give the address of Mr Woods away, especially as he’s the type never to move house, or farm in this case.
Genuine spark plugs and a match vendor I can’t remember.
Farriery, or the shoeing of horses and similar animals, is an ancient craft, believed to have been practiced first in the Roman Empire.
Blimey, I had to check this term as I wasn’t aware of it. What struck me more was this was the 150th issue of a paperback book that looked at least 70 years old. The design has 1950s splashed all over it.
We exited the 'study' to take in the kitchen views. I was particularly impressed with the natural rust colour of the fridge. Trying to open it was an exercise in futility, what tantalising odours we missed out on that day.
Mr Woods with his prize bulls; more of this was to come.
Someone liked 'Table Jelly', whatever the fuck that is? I guess jelly and ice cream were a thing in the 1950s. Why keep this stuff hanging around for decades, I am not a fan of expiry dates but when it comes to perishables then 50 years is pushing it a little.
One of them didn’t contain the outer cardboard; tasty stuff I figure.
Always keep a little poison in the cupboard. You never know when it could be useful.
The Choicest Blend no doubt. A little maturity for your tea is never a bad thing.
Only second prize, Mr. Woods, you are slipping, get the glasses on now and start concentrating.
Hmm, very religious; what’s the device that’s been taken apart sitting on the desk?
The newspaper is from 1970. One of the newer relics we discovered within “The Elusive Bull Farm”.
My grandfather wore clothes just like this.
'The Racing Pigeon'; was there more to Mr Woods than his bulls?
A delightful bedside mirror, if only you could see anything by looking at it.
Pat Boone, and Connie Frances, not exactly to my tastes, though they looked in decent condition.
Certificates awarded for ‘Beef’? Did they slaughter the poor beast, cut it up, marinate the meat, and have several tastes before awarding this?
I am no vegetarian, but it sounds all wrong.
It’s the family album along with an old diary all laid out for the next lot of explorers to snap. It wasn’t me who laid them out for myself either.
Lovely clock and straight out of the 1970’s. I remember that style.
If you move the photographs out of the way, you could settle down into that period shit-brown sofa chair. Getting up, make sure there's a washing machine nearby to throw your contaminated filthy trousers in. Could be a little shit stuck to the bottom.
I feel sorry for those poor bulls. Paraded around and then sliced up for dinner with carrots, turnips, radishes, potatoes, and gravy.
That Mr Woods looked like he knew what he was doing. Lots of certificates wherever you looked.
Many an explorer had been to "The Elusive Bull Farm" before us including the thievery types.
Does this mean Woods won £10 for every first place?
I had to revisit the dresser, just to see if it was some type of magic mirror. It was so hazy and distorted, that looking closer could have revealed any number of secrets. Maybe some Mr Sheen would help?
“The Elusive Bull Farm” wasn’t exactly dropping apart but it was freezing inside and the wallpaper was rebelling.
Tasteless eh! It could well be an elixir of immorality considering how old it is. I should have taken a swig.
Tidy wallpaper, and is very apt for a kitchen.
Who doesn’t have issues with vermin; it’s a farm, what do you expect?
The trouble with Time Capsule's is the amount of editing I have to do. Whether it's sealed or not, you can't let the cat out of the bag. The fiesta looks great, guaranteed to rust after 3 years is the part they don't tell you.
I have heard about and seen many a food ration book from World War II, but a fuel one? You would need to be very rich to own a vehicle in those times.
The back of the property was the only area where we were allowed to take clear images. A pity it looked like shit and was non-photogenic.
I swear, those damn bushes were not there a second before I clicked ‘take photograph’.
From the small part, you can see, the house looks new but what we found inside told a different story.
Forget the front door, it was locked and had masses of shit in the way.
Do you see what I mean? If it’s not the bloody bushes it’s the sun marring our photography.
We left in typical blasé fashion daring any nosey neighbour to challenge us. All we encountered was a dumb dog barking constantly.
If only everyone would ignore their pooch’s warnings, we would have a much easier time.
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