The basement of the laboratories is the home of the ore grinder. I’m sure it was noisy.
The last of four radar domes on the base.
An example of a typical desk at Buckstaff… messy, but everything’s there. It probably looks much as it did in 2011 when the plant closed.
A typical room in Birtle.
I wish I knew what has become of this great one-of-a-kind sign that used to brag how many days the Clyde Iron factory has gone without a serious accident. Update: It’s hanging in one of the smaller venue spaces behind the bar.
A stack of flawed casting molds, in the ready position next to where the cupolas sat when the plant closed.
A wooden mold sitting outside of the foundry.
Leather shoes in a supply closet. They seem to me men’s shoes.
The aft lifeboat survived auction, although now all it holds is an emergency ladder to help men who’ve fallen overboard get on deck.