Explored with Dweeb.
About 30 seconds after an easy access into the grounds, we came accross two guys cutting up scrap. Not the type to mess with, and Dweeb had already scarpered ! Well, a few random hand signals later and we were in the clear, still alive without a beating and all kit intact, so we moved on. Next obstacle... Ernie, or Archie, I can't remember. He was on patrol looking for some kids that were setting fires...
...and pikeys that had previously nicked a pile of metal waiting to go to the scrapman. In return they left a truckload of old bricks in it's place. He was a good guy, explaining that the guys cutting up scrap were "Good men, British men".
We had a walk around the modern office block and saw the most amazing thing. Failing to get in was not an option, and sooner said than done, in we were. A small obstacle in our way easily overcome, and we were at the gold. The only thing we needed to see, that summed up the history, past and present, of Stanley Tools, and maybe a whole swathe of British engineering...
On we went, around the offices.
Dweeb perusing the Image Handbook, apparently the most important thing Stanley have...
Plans...
Conceptions...
Looking back out now the old tyres have started burning as well, it was beginning to stink quite bad in here...
Over to the factory next.
The old clocking machine...
Tooling wise, it was very stripped out, but there was enough in there to keep us occupied...
The Sports and Social club noticeboard...
Some various shots of different floors...
In the canteen, memories of the Works Sports Association...
From the factory roof looking down to the offices...
and up there, the toolbox graveyard...
...where bad toolboxes come to die.
Then a slow exit, and out for a couple of beers and a pie.
About 30 seconds after an easy access into the grounds, we came accross two guys cutting up scrap. Not the type to mess with, and Dweeb had already scarpered ! Well, a few random hand signals later and we were in the clear, still alive without a beating and all kit intact, so we moved on. Next obstacle... Ernie, or Archie, I can't remember. He was on patrol looking for some kids that were setting fires...
...and pikeys that had previously nicked a pile of metal waiting to go to the scrapman. In return they left a truckload of old bricks in it's place. He was a good guy, explaining that the guys cutting up scrap were "Good men, British men".
We had a walk around the modern office block and saw the most amazing thing. Failing to get in was not an option, and sooner said than done, in we were. A small obstacle in our way easily overcome, and we were at the gold. The only thing we needed to see, that summed up the history, past and present, of Stanley Tools, and maybe a whole swathe of British engineering...
On we went, around the offices.
Dweeb perusing the Image Handbook, apparently the most important thing Stanley have...
Plans...
Conceptions...
Looking back out now the old tyres have started burning as well, it was beginning to stink quite bad in here...
Over to the factory next.
The old clocking machine...
Tooling wise, it was very stripped out, but there was enough in there to keep us occupied...
The Sports and Social club noticeboard...
Some various shots of different floors...
In the canteen, memories of the Works Sports Association...
From the factory roof looking down to the offices...
and up there, the toolbox graveyard...
...where bad toolboxes come to die.
Then a slow exit, and out for a couple of beers and a pie.
