Goosey goosey gander,
Whither shall I wander?
Upstairs and downstairs
And in my lady’s chamber.
There I met an old man
Who wouldn’t say his prayers,
So I took him by his left leg
And threw him down the stairs.
Sometimes on an urbex trip you will meet two sets of people. Fellow explorers, who you can spot by their cameras, and security guards, who you can spot by their hi-vis jackets.
On rare occasions you see a security dog, but in my experience these have (fortunately) been tethered to the security guards by a leash.
This weekend was my first encounter with a goose…and he wasn’t best pleased to see us.
We tried to guide him out of the property, and I offered him some of my raisins, but he was having none of it! Hopefully he managed to find his way out okay…there were plenty of holes and opens walls for him to do so.