Men who enjoyed playing with their balls.
Our adventure awaits, come enjoy, Bychton Hall Farm.
Probably one of the easiest places to access ever, lots of open doors. So I selected one and in we go.
The farm has been in the same family since it was bought in 1920, from the Mostyn estate, a well to do rich landowner part of the fawning landed gentry who date back to the 17th C.
Very little more can be found, though looking at the number of beds in the place and a few bits of paper, it would seem at least a married couple and a bachelor brother, maybe two lived here. They are dead.
Dennis Jones died April 2023, an obituary says A loving brother, uncle, great uncle and great great uncle.
He personally owned the place probate completion date Oct. 2024. hence the abandonment.
Edward Jones shuffled off his mortal coil aged 87yrs in June 2023.
There is no more
Nature reclaiming a lot of the windows cast gentle shadows in the rooms
and the gentle breeze causing the moth eaten faded curtains to flutter gently, giving teasing views over what was once a grand sized piece of farmland
In todays parlance I guess it would be called a mancave, in former times probably the billiard room, a la Waddington's Cleudo, a splendid board game of guile quick thinking and cheating. I am our family's undefeated champion!
But this place had a room with an additional 3/4 size table too, sadly as this place is on the "umbex tour bus", thieves and souvenir collectors have been in and stolen the balls. Why? Total arseholes. No men playing with their balls today then.
"Would you like to come and see my kittens", they are just in this shed here.
"Boogie Fever" released 1978, looked at the track list online (where you can buy a copy for £99), that brought back some memories of times spent down the disco I can tell you!!
Amongst the dross, a little gem of pure classic Americana, no not Neil Sedaka, who in his late 30's brought us classic lyrics.... a brother singing about his sister!
"Tonight's the night I've waited for
Because you're not a baby anymore
You've turned into the prettiest girl I've ever seen
Happy birthday sweet sixteen"
Incest a family affair, I digress, no not our Neil but the classy CCR, everyone a winner, check out "have you ever seen the rain" if you get the chance.
1970's did we live in a happier time? before all this wokery nonsense and the bullshit PC brigade turned society upside down, divide and rule, without chaos the puppet masters are powerless. The nanny state interfering in all aspects of the lives of those who suck up the bollocks they drip feed.
Tell a lie often enough and it becomes the norm.
I mean look at the innocence here, "coming of age", a couple of happy looking gals, in particular Ms. Williams, full name, date of birth and home address published! Who needs data protection.
BRIAN MILLS, was a catalogue company, this kind of shopping ( before our beloved tinternet and amazon etc etc arrived) was popular through the 1950's to the 90's whereby a catalogue selling everything imaginable would arrive twice a year, you bought something and paid for it weekly.
If you didn't, one got a straight to the point letter, deal with it. £4.19s 6d, even the money was quaint in those days, the debt in todays money ? About £130. Mrs. E Jones is a very naughty lady, of her we know nothing more
Oh and look here is one of those catalogues, men of a certain age, yes you I am talking to you, would relish the arrival of one of these tomes, most mothers would have had one and bought stuff on the drip.
For us? I mean as a young teen back in the day where else are you going to see ladies in lingerie. Pornhub was just a distant spec of dust floating around in the ether ( not that I know a lot about said interweb provider of adult stuff of course. Shocking!)
In 1967, when the UK average weekly wage was £19, £17.10s would buy you a 17" Tv with 2 channels and a built in VHF radio, and with a 3 month guarantee thrown in whoop dee freakin doo, £400 in todays money
Two weddings and a funeral
The rooms were lost in time vintage brown furniture and televisions, the former residents were never dragged into the modern era.
Llangwyfan Hospital was a small hospital that treated children with TB, opened in the 1920's closed in 1980.
Want a handy burner? Try the Doro 1370, it has a built in torch and a 3 megapixel camera, big buttons and a 60 message capacity. Yours for less than 40 quid. When phones were phones.
Put a finger in a hole and twist it, do it several times until you hear the moans of pleasure the connection to the number you have dialled. Does anyone actually have a land line now?
The house had no central heating, just open coal fires. Not sure why the telly is in the cupboard.
A farmer without a tweed jacket is not really a farmer.
There is a story that circulated a few years back within the Urbex world that a certain explorer in the UK was mooching in a house when he was caught by the police as he minced about wearing just some of the underwear and a nightie of a former resident. he hasn't been seen in the Urbex world since. Truth or urban myth? who knows.
Let's see what is upstairs
There were lots of beds
and not a CO detector nor smoke alarm in sight!
and another telly
What wonderful bed time reading
Down the stairs, out the door and off we go
Home James and don't spare the horses
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'Snooker Mansion', just about everyone has been there. Did you notice the bed with the hump, I thought there was a corpse under the covers. It's in one of your snaps. The room honked bad of old people.
Yeah no corpse lol must have been an umbexer doing shit for effect.
A lot can be said about the interiors of this farmhouse and its prior inhabitants. The pictures tell the story indeed but I was saddened because some one lived in this state not so long ago.
Looking at the catalogue brought me back and also the bits of paper lying on the ground. The days of the typewriter - we have advanced.
Pity that none of the grand, grand, grand relatives haven't dropped by to "clean up".
I get what you say, I guess they don't care, just wait for probate and sell the land to developers.
Kitchen table, chairs, solid upright you knew the family congregated there daily mulling over sessions or bollocking out scenes.....
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Loved this, what a read. Always freaks me out places like this exist. The tweed jacket on the door is spooky to me. Love your sarcasm 😜 you positively drip with it.
My mother in law and my parents have landlines. I'm always like: wtf is that awful sound? Plus why? If they dont call you on the landline they'll call the movie, right? Just skip the thing!
Thanks @riverflows , I love dripping! I don't do serious. I love doing places like this though too, glad you enjoyed. Land lines....must be generational I guess
Already the first picture looks like a horror movie. I'm writing as I'm looking... oh bloody window 🤣 hahaha.
I want that house as soon as I see the front door. I'm ready to have a great evening with the ghosts there.
Oh the second door needs repair but with the WorldMapPin I'm completely captured and the billiards... speechless. Oh, the old photo, the keys, the flask :) this is art, man. I need that house now! The whole farm!
The Singer relic... @mdrguez look, for you. With the thread ready and there are I think even buttons for your next sewing project. 😅
OMG! this is just great!
The urban legend of the Urbex explorer... hahaha... but tell me, this doesn't have an owner anymore? I've become even obsessed with the Gillette blades.
Just another thing: I'm willing to touch balls...😶 I mean to look for them and put them on the table!
cheers @nanixxx The beauty of other people's lives glad you enjoyed it, well I searched everywhere for the balls but nope nothing to get on the table with ho hum
A Singer sewing machine...and it sure works!!! They are unbreakable!!! That place looks spectacular, I would have loved to go in there...full of little details that tell stories. Too bad the pool table doesn't have its balls 😉.
What a photo story. Couldn't help feeling nostalgia while reading although I didn't live in the time most exhibits are from. Even decided to listen to Neil Sedaka (never heard before)
Love the map cutting the evil empire and all Asia - unusual. A certain explorer story and kittens in the shed are priceless. 😁
In strange times we live. So many good things but the price for them look too high. But do we have a choice?
cheers for the input, always enjoy your comments "I go ape" fuck me that is weird!
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