This town has an abandoned harbour, lost-in-time cafes, a train junkyard, old-world cinema and an astonishing annual fair. You’ve probably never heard of it (unless you live in central Scotland). Advertisements
Nightwalking’s early subversive reputation, a night stroll down Junkfood Junction and meeting the future King of Scotland.
Late Sunday night and Crewe Station is empty and deserted. But there is a lost world here, filled with the ghosts from a bygone era of variety theatre.
The defunct Glasgow Central Railway line left behind a trail of stations, tunnels, shafts, cuttings and bridges throughout west Glasgow: a playground for children and gallery for graffiti artists.
The line of abandoned buildings lay on the other side of a field of stubble. Access to the buildings was an easy matter of wading through nettles, brambles and overgrowth and hopping through an open window.
Fife is rife with ruins, green fields and contradiction. Its dramatic entrance hall, the Forth Bridge, somehow encapsulates much of its inner nature, except perhaps for the matter of golf.