It was almost mid-February; the deep winter freeze and my hibernation were at an end. Daylight hours were still limited but my feet were super itchy, and for once it was not the dreaded athlete's foot which has been plaguing me for years.
“Let’s hit Crewe”, I suggested to @anidiotexplores with some enthusiasm. Crewe is a working-class northern industrial town famous for its massive train station, with tracks so loose you feel like your train is going derail whenever you pass it by.
Surely there’s lots of old industry rotting away in that Staffordshire town?
In hindsight, Crewe was no Stoke-on-Trent and our visit was not nearly as successful as the previous years' double trip to the land of the Potters, but we didn't come away empty-handed.
“That looks very suspect”, I piped up.
We had both spotted it while at some traffic lights, and this had to be investigated. The front looked very much sealed but we could see at least one suspect window from the front, a possible sign of abandonment.
From the rear roadside, we were still a little unsure. The scraggly trees and bushes were disguising what could be a run-down property with some mad fucker inside intent on chasing us and screaming obscenities.
This is the life of an Urban Explorer on finding fresh places. We are abused and perceived to be there only for self-gain, and robbing to sell the spoils on eBay.
Accessing ‘The Not-So Paranormal House' was a synch, climb over the weedy wall and you are on the grounds. Still, we were unsure and taking it easy at this point.
A tentative walk around the back confirmed our suspicions and cemented this start in Crewe to 'fortunate'. Drive-pasts are rarely fruitful, and whatever was inside, we were going to see it.
I guessed we were not the first unwelcome visitors, the back door had been smashed off its hinges, removed and all that was left was this flimsy wooden seal.
Now you can see why it has been named so. Fucking paranormal idiots; it's an empty abandoned property, but that doesn't mean the local spooks move in right away for your benefit, complete with white sheets and coals for eyes.
This was a simple cupboard for storing things away. It's all very normal besides the garish pink-red wallpaper, added in strips for a worse visual effect. There is some writing that I can't make out, possibly, 'Crap Wallpaper Company Inc.'.
Now that's a very roomy kitchen despite the cheap dated units that look like they have been built by the previous owners and bought from Pound Land. The wall lights are a nice touch, as are the rose bushes that are trying to keep warm and moving inside.
I did spray a little lavender air freshener to scent the room. Add the gale coming in from outside and it improves things for oh.., a couple of seconds.
The local shit-heads have been having a good time here and 'The Not-So Paranormal House’ has been suffering.
Some areas were back to the brickwork with no sign of plaster or plasterboard. It’s been in a sorry state for some time.
It's the horrendous paint again. It does appear to have been wallpapered over, and due to dampness, the paper has dissolved revealing its true colours.
Is this why the Paranormal geeks have been attracted, they are associating it was some kind of 'devil-worship' congruent?
There are strange people out there, who like their walls painted red or pink or somewhere in between. It doesn't mean you are making a pact with the devil.
Thick webs, but no spiders; they lay their traps and often starve to death due to lack of flies (food).
I suppose the huge TV set used to sit at the far end, though it looks like there are secret cupboards behind. I am sure it's an illusion or I would have them opened and would have rifled through the contents.
We ascended noting the ‘sticker’ attached to the banister. Don’t get me started on stupid stickers, they are little better than spray cans.
Taking a shower in February when it’s still freezing with no towels and a sight like that is hardly appealing, and what is that black thing dangling? some type of sex toy for the shower?
Poor things, I almost feel sorry for them, alone and unloved. It does appear there was at least one kid who lived here.
…and this confirmed my suspicions.
That is quite neat handwriting possibly written by a teenager but with some scribbling. My hunch is it was a girl, as boys’ writing is usually more illegible.
The previous rules don’t appear to be for ‘Scrabble’, but there were a few other remnants of board games kicking around.
Patterns take me back to the last century when people created things and didn’t buy everything as manufactured items. It was quite intact and in decent condition.
The staircase was in great condition shape, complete with granddad carpets. I wish I could say the same for the rest of 'The Not-So Paranormal House’.
We took our leave and ventured forth to the highlights of downtown Crewe.
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