Thought I'd pay a visit to Prudhoe Hospital after hearing some reports from the place and was very interested to see it for myself..I thoroughly enjoyed the 3 hours I spent roaming around the extensive grounds..the hospital lies 12 miles west of Newcastle in over 300 acres of land and is made up of detached villa type accommodation and ancillary departments.
The site was used as a hospital over a period of 90 years from 1913. By the 1970's Prudhoe had become the fifth largest mental hospital in the country with a staff of nearly 1000 and 1500 beds for patients. Although still in part an active site, facilities were scaled down and now many of the buildings lie empty.
Access to all buildings was not possible on my visit, but I would never like to say it would be 'impossible'...as it certainly looks a place worth checking back regularly... since you never know when some buildings become accessible.
I had to resort to flash only for most pictures, as the buildings I entered were completely pitch black inside. Some of the floors had been opened and as I shone my torch down, and went down, I saw it was obvious that at some point in the past the place had been in the company of the copper thieves, as most of the cable had been taken out and stripped.
At this point, I would like to thank my maglite for it's company, for stopping me falling down the holes in the floor and for not giving up on me during those dark, dark times
Cat
The site was used as a hospital over a period of 90 years from 1913. By the 1970's Prudhoe had become the fifth largest mental hospital in the country with a staff of nearly 1000 and 1500 beds for patients. Although still in part an active site, facilities were scaled down and now many of the buildings lie empty.
Access to all buildings was not possible on my visit, but I would never like to say it would be 'impossible'...as it certainly looks a place worth checking back regularly... since you never know when some buildings become accessible.
I had to resort to flash only for most pictures, as the buildings I entered were completely pitch black inside. Some of the floors had been opened and as I shone my torch down, and went down, I saw it was obvious that at some point in the past the place had been in the company of the copper thieves, as most of the cable had been taken out and stripped.
At this point, I would like to thank my maglite for it's company, for stopping me falling down the holes in the floor and for not giving up on me during those dark, dark times
Cat
