We wandered around in the afternoon sun, marvelling at the wonderful cruddiness of it all. Here are a few of my favourite shots.
Oh the austerity!
You may think the government owns Perry Lakes, but you'd be wrong. From the amount of signage we saw around, it became apparent that someone called PERP is, in fact, in charge. Also known occasionally as "Perp", just so there's no mistake.
We wandered around the back of the grandstand. As we took some snaps there The Antiquer turned to me and in his best lisping voice said, "Such a sumptuous light-filled space? Would make fabulous studio apartments."
But "great view of Little Athletics competitions" probably wouldn't be an appropriate selling point.
2 comments:
Did you happen to make your way in to the basketball stadium. I would love to see shots of that run down dump.
It is always amusing to see the Wildcats training there on the news, as the floor caves in and the rats eat what is left of the grandstand.
The Antiquer went in there while I was transfixed by a fairy floss sign, Spudler. I ain't seen his photos yet.
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