Whittingham Hospital in Lancashire opened in 1873. It’s architect was Henry Littler of Manchester, Architect to the Lancashire Asylums Board and the design chosen was the Corridor : Pavilion Plan in radial format.
Information from “Whittingham One Hundred Years 1873 - 1973†states “No matter what the future, Whittingham Hospital can hold its head high with pride. It has contributed to the welfare and comfort of countless people who otherwise would have spent their days in misery. It has played its part in the development of treatment for the mentally ill. It is still sturdy in stature capable of meeting any reasonable demands made upon it. It stands as a monument to the fact that wisdom does not decrease with age.â€
The above snippet really reflects the ambience of the place even now.. This was a very peaceful setting for an asylum I thought as I wandered around.
However, the trip was not without its comic moments as we nearly got clocked on the way in.. It was only due to Sed’s ‘ninja stealth’ antics of diving face down in spiky brambles whilst a security guard ambled passed 10 ft away and me leaping towards the water tower that saved us from being chucked out before we even got in… Respect, Sed… very well done
… though the ’mambo music’ being blasted out from the security van cracked me up and I nearly gave the game away through laughing.
The main hall and stage were the best parts for me, which cried out for more dressing up time.…Hell, I even had my own “dressing room†this time. I’d like to think, like Sed suggested, that yes…maybe I was the last “performer†on that stage
Cat
Information from “Whittingham One Hundred Years 1873 - 1973†states “No matter what the future, Whittingham Hospital can hold its head high with pride. It has contributed to the welfare and comfort of countless people who otherwise would have spent their days in misery. It has played its part in the development of treatment for the mentally ill. It is still sturdy in stature capable of meeting any reasonable demands made upon it. It stands as a monument to the fact that wisdom does not decrease with age.â€
The above snippet really reflects the ambience of the place even now.. This was a very peaceful setting for an asylum I thought as I wandered around.
However, the trip was not without its comic moments as we nearly got clocked on the way in.. It was only due to Sed’s ‘ninja stealth’ antics of diving face down in spiky brambles whilst a security guard ambled passed 10 ft away and me leaping towards the water tower that saved us from being chucked out before we even got in… Respect, Sed… very well done
… though the ’mambo music’ being blasted out from the security van cracked me up and I nearly gave the game away through laughing.The main hall and stage were the best parts for me, which cried out for more dressing up time.…Hell, I even had my own “dressing room†this time. I’d like to think, like Sed suggested, that yes…maybe I was the last “performer†on that stage
Cat
