Drafter’s Tunnel

The corners of these buildings are inscribed by a century of bored rail workers and delivery drivers. Pictured is the southeast corner of the Twohy, which is typical of mercantiles.

A typical room in Birtle.

The man behind the curtain watches, but doesn’t say anything. Probably the smartest one in the room.

An open porthole to let the history dry out a bit… note the giant anchor chains disappearing through the hole in the floor, where the rest of the length is stored. The line on the right side is stretched tight because it’s one of the cables securing the boat to shore. All this equipment is steam-powered.

A side door for the brick factory.

I am not sure what caused the discoloration, but two of the walls near the door to the machine shop are stained yellow-red. I assume this had to do with the walls in relation to blowing piles of iron ore, and that the walls have been partly infused with iron oxide. Any other ideas?

Two charmers, I’m sure. This area was a coal pit for the nearby power plant.

This seems to be the space where upholstery patterns would be drafted. On the table were half-finished notes on a new design.

At the end of one of the crumbling plaster-walled wards is a table. It sits behind a nurse’s station, and we do not need to guess what it was for.