Categories: just-life
Date: 25 February 2009 16:18:47
The last few days I have been in a major London hospital, tucked away in the dark and dusty attics. This has not been a nice experience. It doesn't help when the Health and Safety report comes through saying, 'there hasn't been any inspection or maintanence done up in the attics for years so it would best assume that no floor boards are safe (and the several missing ones suggest this is true) there are also no reports on asbestos, so it you see anything that looks like it might be, leave it alone. There is also the risk of zoonoses due to the large amounts of pigeon crap* on the floor.'
They failed to mention that there were also no lights of any sort. There is no better way to spend your day than in a dark, dirty, dusty, cramped room. I was also enamored by the fact that access was up a series of rickety ladders. Not usually too bad, unless you have to carry very bulky and heavy kit up as well.
It's one of those situations where you walk outside, take a deep breath of the London traffic and go, "Ahhh, fresh air!!"
* - I may have paraphrased a little bit...