The black death slide 3 years ago to the day whilst out with my camera I almost died in this building, sliding slowly but inevitably downwards as the broken boards gently gave-way – into a hole in the floor downwards through the thick silent blackness downwards into a cold black death soup. As i slid deep into the black thick water i reached no floor, only my left hand clutching at the hole edge kept me from slipping further to my journeys end at bottom…Continue Reading “An almost death”