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Subject: My Story


Author:
John
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Date Posted: 21:55:20 07/09/03 Wed



After doing a search on Skindles and being amazed at the amount of decent bands (buzzcocks, thin Lizzy, Stones, Stranglers) that had played there in the past I some how discovered the CRCMH where I was born in 1970.
I had never seen the place let alone been in side, wasn't even sure if it was still standing, so after being engrossed with this site for a good week I was driving near by and decided to look through the gates.
I was amazed to see the place standing there silent.

So now I was planning my first visit, I had to check it out again, I parked up again and poked my head through the gate this time checking out how to get in and any presence of security.
Suddenly I saw movement then A group of school kids came running over to the gate looking a bit freaked out, then they saw a head poking through the gate.There faces were a picture, they didn't know which way to run.
I had to shout at them it was ok, I wanted to find out if they had ever seen workmen or security.
They told me that there were loads of kids from there School in there with catapults and by the sound of it, they where wrecking the place.

After chatting for a while I told them about this site and the ghost stories, the Flincher and the Solider on crutches, after seeing there reaction, I think at least half won't being going back again.

I didn't fancy going in while there were loads of school kids so I arranged with my Brother to visit CRCMH early Sunday morning.

We pulled up and parked in the Feathers car park under the sound of a woodpecker pecking away.
Walked down to the CRCMH and over the wall.we were in and headed over to the main foyer and took a couple of photo's.
I had forgot my map so I had to refer to my memory. We headed inside had a look about and then decided to walk around the southern section (maternity wing, was this ward 19, my mum says she was in 19 and then ward 1).
Had a good look around the lab and then walked up along the west hand side before re-entering again towards the boiler room, taking a good look down the very impressive long corridor.
Back out towards the front taking in the collapsed Stage room and out by the Nurse rooms.

So we climbed the stairs on the outside of the building, bearing in mind I was assured by other stories this was as far from the flincher as could be and felt the most at ease knowing this.

Nothing too interesting apart from the smell of an old bonfire, probably from kids the night before.
Later I found out from the Maidenhead Advertiser there had been a fire the night before and engines had been called out. So we headed back to the main entrance and headed upstairs.

As I had a Hat pulled over my ears my hearing was not quite as good as my hatless brother.
So we ventured in a few of the rooms taking in all the junk including an old mattress.
At this point I heard a strange noise (bearing in mind it was early on a Sunday morning and there wasn't much traffic on the road)it was a quiet but deep rumbling noise as if an underground train had just past by beneath us.
I turned to by brother and said what the hell was that?
It was the first time I had heard it, but he had heard it a couple of times before as we were climbing the stairs and again when we were in another room but didn't want to say anything in case it spooked me out.
Well once I had heard it, it spooked us both out, so we made our retreat down the stairs and over the wall.
Our adventure was over but I'm sure I will return as there is so much more I want to see.

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