Pitchford Hall
The Explore
Visited with Urbexbandoned
And thanks to Lenston for the help and information leading up to this one mate
So, we got up early-ish and set off on the 2 1/2 hour drive from lincoln to Shrewsbury. Weather looked pretty wank as we left and I decided to chin off taking a pair of shorts and dressed in black combats and black T-shirt, a decision I later regretted. A bit of cross country hiking, over a little stream then across a wider part... quite a bit of rain the night before made it a little deeper and faster flowing than we had expected; my sealskinz socks proved their worth yet again and Urbexbandoned went for the butterfly stroke across the amazon By this time the sun was splitting the skies and I was fucking boiling dressed in all black like i was about to storm the Iranian embassy with a minime rather than storm an old stately home with a camera. Tracey changed into tiny shorts to get cooled down and i stood there sweating and regretting my earlier decision to chin off packing my mankini
Took a long fucking time to get into this place, a good four hours to be exact. Fresh padlocks all over the place along with newly laminated signs attached to doors and gates saying "private do not enter" or some shit like that. Treehouse with a nice new padlock too, gutted. After me having a huff and giving Urbexbandoned the "why the fuck does this always happen to me" speech, I was swiftly told to stop being a drama queen and lets get this place done, so I picked up my teddies and re-applied my mascara, then had another walk around and found a place to pretty much un-gracefully skydive down a 15 foot wall and we found our entry..
After about 3 hours uninterrupted mooching around this cracking location we were just about to leave when an old and initially rather angry bloke appeared, an apparent keyholder too. We stood apologetically and listened to his bollocking about "bloody urban explorers' and how he had caught some careless people the day before and had dispatched his mate to B and Q to buy more padlocks and bolts to seal the place up. He also said he had been on the internet that morning and seen pictures of this at the time "NP" location. Whoever that was, nice one knobhead for burning the place and also to the bellend who parked right outside the adjacent occupied houses a few days previous to our visit #ninja_as_fuck
The History
(burgled from Raz)
Pitchford Hall is Grade I listed and one of England's finest Elizabethan half timbered houses. The first record of the estate is in the Domesday Book (1081 - 86)
Historical records relate that a mediaeval manor house existed somewhere on the site from at least 1284 to 1431 and it is possible that portions of the earlier house may survive within the fabric of the west wing. Soon after the three wings were completed a garderobe tower was added to the north east corner, overlooking the brook and rolling parkland. Many of the 16th century arrangements have been altered by successive waves of taste and need, with the exception of the drawing room where the paneling and ceiling are amongst the finest of their type and date back to 1626.
Some time after the Dissolution of the Monasteries (during the reign of Henry VIII) and when Roman Catholics were being persecuted for their religious beliefs, a Priest's Hole was installed in the house. Prince Rupert is said to have hidden there from the Parliamentarians.
Some of the more famous guests to stay at Pitchford over the years include Queen Victoria who as Princess Victoria, aged 13 was entertained at the Hall in 1832 by the then owner 3rd Earl of Liverpool. An extract from her diary recalls "at about twenty minutes to five we arrived at Pitchford, a curious looking but very comfortable house. It is striped black and white and in the shape of a cottage". During her stay she watched the local hunt from the Tree house.
In 1935 the then Duke of York (later George VI) and his wife Queen Elizabeth (now the Queen Mother) stayed. During World War II, Pitchford was one of the houses selected as a place of safety for King George and his wife Queen Elizabeth and their daughters Princess Elizabeth and Princess Margaret. The operation to relocate the Royal Family to Pitchford was called the Coates Mission.
The Pictures
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Yet another moment when I told myself to get a fucking wide angle lens!
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Urbexbandoned getting the angles
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Bring me a brew, and make it snappy peasant!
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Bit of a wank picture but we walked past this little servants panel a few times before noticing it was there..
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Kitchen area..
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Ordered a domino's from here..
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Getting wood
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Attic area..
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The Red window..
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As always thanks for looking and feedback always appreciated
The Explore
Visited with Urbexbandoned
And thanks to Lenston for the help and information leading up to this one mate So, we got up early-ish and set off on the 2 1/2 hour drive from lincoln to Shrewsbury. Weather looked pretty wank as we left and I decided to chin off taking a pair of shorts and dressed in black combats and black T-shirt, a decision I later regretted. A bit of cross country hiking, over a little stream then across a wider part... quite a bit of rain the night before made it a little deeper and faster flowing than we had expected; my sealskinz socks proved their worth yet again and Urbexbandoned went for the butterfly stroke across the amazon
By this time the sun was splitting the skies and I was fucking boiling dressed in all black like i was about to storm the Iranian embassy with a minime rather than storm an old stately home with a camera. Tracey changed into tiny shorts to get cooled down and i stood there sweating and regretting my earlier decision to chin off packing my mankini Took a long fucking time to get into this place, a good four hours to be exact. Fresh padlocks all over the place along with newly laminated signs attached to doors and gates saying "private do not enter" or some shit like that. Treehouse with a nice new padlock too, gutted. After me having a huff and giving Urbexbandoned the "why the fuck does this always happen to me" speech, I was swiftly told to stop being a drama queen and lets get this place done, so I picked up my teddies and re-applied my mascara, then had another walk around and found a place to pretty much un-gracefully skydive down a 15 foot wall and we found our entry..
After about 3 hours uninterrupted mooching around this cracking location we were just about to leave when an old and initially rather angry bloke appeared, an apparent keyholder too. We stood apologetically and listened to his bollocking about "bloody urban explorers' and how he had caught some careless people the day before and had dispatched his mate to B and Q to buy more padlocks and bolts to seal the place up. He also said he had been on the internet that morning and seen pictures of this at the time "NP" location. Whoever that was, nice one knobhead for burning the place and also to the bellend who parked right outside the adjacent occupied houses a few days previous to our visit #ninja_as_fuck
The History
(burgled from Raz)
Pitchford Hall is Grade I listed and one of England's finest Elizabethan half timbered houses. The first record of the estate is in the Domesday Book (1081 - 86)
Historical records relate that a mediaeval manor house existed somewhere on the site from at least 1284 to 1431 and it is possible that portions of the earlier house may survive within the fabric of the west wing. Soon after the three wings were completed a garderobe tower was added to the north east corner, overlooking the brook and rolling parkland. Many of the 16th century arrangements have been altered by successive waves of taste and need, with the exception of the drawing room where the paneling and ceiling are amongst the finest of their type and date back to 1626.
Some time after the Dissolution of the Monasteries (during the reign of Henry VIII) and when Roman Catholics were being persecuted for their religious beliefs, a Priest's Hole was installed in the house. Prince Rupert is said to have hidden there from the Parliamentarians.
Some of the more famous guests to stay at Pitchford over the years include Queen Victoria who as Princess Victoria, aged 13 was entertained at the Hall in 1832 by the then owner 3rd Earl of Liverpool. An extract from her diary recalls "at about twenty minutes to five we arrived at Pitchford, a curious looking but very comfortable house. It is striped black and white and in the shape of a cottage". During her stay she watched the local hunt from the Tree house.
In 1935 the then Duke of York (later George VI) and his wife Queen Elizabeth (now the Queen Mother) stayed. During World War II, Pitchford was one of the houses selected as a place of safety for King George and his wife Queen Elizabeth and their daughters Princess Elizabeth and Princess Margaret. The operation to relocate the Royal Family to Pitchford was called the Coates Mission.
The Pictures
1.
2.
3.
4.
5/6.
Yet another moment when I told myself to get a fucking wide angle lens!
7.
Urbexbandoned getting the angles
8.
Bring me a brew, and make it snappy peasant!
9.
Bit of a wank picture but we walked past this little servants panel a few times before noticing it was there..
10.
Kitchen area..
11.
Ordered a domino's from here..
12/13.
Getting wood
14.
15.
Attic area..
16.
17/18.
19.
The Red window..
20.
As always thanks for looking and feedback always appreciated
