The kitchen was the heart of Fairmile cooking meals for staff and patients, buffets for the staff dances even the staffs Christmas turkey which was brought in an taken home (good old dad).
This was one of the corridors which led to the kitchen.
The kitchen, these would have been where the meals were put on trolly's for wheeling to various wards
The trolly's were plugged into the sockets to keep the meals warm before transporting to the wards.
The porters lodge was next door to it
Inside were the pigeon holes for the mail that was sent round to the wards. None of these places were to survive a lot longer.
The next time I saw the kitchen it was being demolished, the 360 making short work of it,
It would not be long before all this would be gone.
Looking down on the building showed the roof gone and piles of material for recycling.
When I saw the canteen a while later it was in a sorry state.
A large piece of rubble like part of a chimney had come through the roof.
I glad I was no where near when it came through.
Outside the kitchen was a pile
of rubble and just a memory.
The corridor with the plants growing through is gone and now looks like this from the inside
and this from the outside.