Olga Lehmann’s murals in the Spring Quarry canteen were a highlight from one of the most memorable nights out under Wiltshire. We came so close to the grail, but that had to wait until another time.
Afterwards, nothing would quite be the same again…
The Wiltshire location that never stops giving. We were supposed to be going draining when a last minute phone call provided a much better distraction. The first shall be last to see this one, judging by subsequent events.
The giant insect slipped back into it’s brick-lined bore and slumbered…
At one time, this street in a Secret Underground City somewhere out west, would have been full of Mods, buying the latest in fish-tailed khaki fashions. Sadly shut since 1994.
We’re hanging out with Shacklepot Neddy, undisturbed for over 50 years.
Pneumatic tubes were used to transfer canisters with Very Secret info around the bunker.
Deep inside the East Lung. Spring Quarry.
The UK’s most exclusive kitchen establishment for 4,000 of it’s most fortunate citizens.