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Showing posts with label church. Show all posts
Showing posts with label church. Show all posts

Saturday, 26 August 2017

Odds and Ends (Part 1)

As I was looking through my photos from earlier in the year I noticed that there were a few that hadn't been posted on the blog (I guess work and life got in the way) so I thought I'd upload a few in a general post.
First up, the ruins of Hollinshead Hall, near Tockholes, Lancashire. This was once a large manor house dating back to the 18th century, although there was a previous house there as early as the 14th century. In 1845 the hall was sold to Darwen mill owner Eccles Shorrock, but by the end of the century the buildings had fallen into a state of disrepair. 
Liverpool Corporation Works acquired the surrounding land and demolished the remains of the buildings. Much of the stonework from the hall was sued to build walls in the area as well as some cottages in Belmont Village. Today, the only complete structure is the Well House (pictured below)



 I visited on a very sunny day in late May and pretty much had the place to myself. It was rather like visiting Hadrian's Wall in terms of what remained. 





Next up is Shore Baptist Church in Cornholme. Again, I visited this alone and on another beautiful late May day. This church was founded in 1777. Extensions were built in 1833 and 1871. The boom of the cotton industry ensured an increasing congregation. On its centenary in 1877, there were 265 members and many children attending Sunday school. Sadly, by 1977 and the Bi-centennial, the building was deemed unsafe and services were conducted in the Sunday School building. It is a Grade II listed building but is now a shell of a church, with a collapsed roof , due to dry rot. These photos concentrate on the overgrown graveyard. 














Lastly,  this abandoned Grade II listed chapel, which I stumbled upon as I was driving past, on the outskirts of Blackburn one day in late June. Boarded up and for sale at £50,000. New Row Chapel, built in 1828.  Lancashire Parish online describes the building in detail.
  


"We are told that occupation took place within forty-two days from the cutting of the first sod. The site upon which the chapel was built together with land for burial purposes, were the gift of a Mr. G. W. Turner, who was a prosperous calico printer with a business in Stakes Hall, Mill Hill. He was also Member of Parliament for the Borough of Blackburn, and an inscription over the door of the chapel shows his initials. G. W. T. 1828. Outwardly the chapel had a barn like appearance as can be seen from the old photograph now on the wall of the chapel vestry. Every year prior to the Sunday School anniversary a coat of whitewash was applied to the outside walls. Inside the building was colour washed and the cheerlessness somewhat relieved by a big coal stove in the centre. Seating arrangements comprised backless forms arranged in winter as near to the stove as possible and the lighting was by means of tallow candles arranged round the room at convenient places by the congregation."
In the 1960s the outside walls were pebble-dashed, which is an usual feature for a church. It is difficult to find out when the church finally closed but it seems to still have been in use in 2009, when there was an article in the local press about the state of the overgrown graveyard. It is now securely locked and boarded up and for sale, with planning permission to turn it into a home. 















Not the best explores in terms of complete buildings which are accessible, but interesting nevertheless. 

Sunday, 14 February 2016

St. Paul's revisited

Back in November 2014 I visited St. Paul's in Yorkshire, but the only access was through a high window. On a rather wet and cold Sunday January morning, I returned with Judderman for a spot of derp-worshipping and found a back door open.
St. Paul's was closed in 1999 and since then, its only congregation has been hundreds of pigeons and a few urbexers.
 
 
It is truly unthinkable that this once beautiful building has been left to rot in this way. Despite the damp, the thick layer of pigeon poo on every exposed surface (including several dead pigeons lying around) this building still has something beautiful about it - chiefly the blue ceiling with the pale vaulting as a contrast.
 
 
 If you look carefully, you can see Judderman of some of the shots! He was brave enough to venture up to the balcony.

 
Looking at the pews, one wonders what the church was like in its hey day.

 
Not much else to say about the place. The only sound inside was the steady drip of a leaking roof and the odd flapping of wings from the pigeons high above in the bell tower.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

 
 
 

 
 
 
 

Too wet to get externals - the one at the start was taken on my first visit.