Lead Up To " The Great 'Halloween' Explore " .....

Yes. I know I'm a bit late in referring back to Saturday night. That's how busy I am. Literally days behind here. Thought I'd get this one in, before it goes by the board, though. And I'm splitting this tale too. Otherwise it'll just seem interminably long and even I'd get bored with writing it. Anyway, it starts long before last weekend.

Weekend or two before that, actually. Dean O' had a fellow 'Urban Explorer' freak up from Dublin and they set out to do a couple of explores. One was an old Workhouse. (I hope to bring ye a taste of that one in the future) The other was an abandoned Convent.

Dean showed me the photo's they took of the convent. Amazing, vast, purpose built structure of stone and concrete. Made about eighty years ago. Abandoned, fuck knows when or why.

But, I could see ~ and quite appreciate ~ Dean O' felt this was unfinished business. Ye see, Dean's, basically, a 'Plumber' by main trade. Loves anything mechanical or what ever. Always concentrates on getting photo's of fuse boxes, dials, valves and gauges. This shit turns his screw.

And that's what was so bugging him about the convent. He'd fairly risked his neck to find a way into the Boiler Room complex beneath the place. Only to find one room flooded. And tantalisingly visible, through an open doorway, across this shallow swimming pool, his photo's showed, were boilery, valvy things. To Dean O', quite fascinating. He wanted to see those too.

And that's why, having not long got in and settled down with my slippers on and thinking only of my dinner, I had Dean on the Messenger. Bugging, cajoling, just about begging me to come out on a 'Scary Explore ..... For Halloween'.

Scary explore, my arse. I knew he had only one thing on His mind. That 'Hidden' Boiler Room! Anyway, what the fuck. If his bloody parents indulged him like I do? He'd be fucking ruined! As were all thoughts of my dinner, and a nice, quiet night in, unwinding.

Truth to tell? I had my fucking gum boots on, long before I put him out of his misery by openly agreeing I'd come! Dogs and eager young men; They should be made to feel they've worked for and earned our favours ;-)

Inside fifteen minutes, headlights swept across my window. I groaned, resignedly, and heaved my tired carcass out of this chair.


Now go back out and see Part 2. If ye interested in how it all went off, that is .....