Tales of the Urban Explorer: Wood Top Infants School

Twenty-four years, that’s how long a building must exist, empty and unheated, to look like what you are about to see. ‘*Wood Top Infants School*’ is well documented, unlike some of these broken-down shitholes I visit, and this one has [solid evidence]( https://www.bcthic.org/View_Archive?MzQyOHwxMTU5fDV8aHR0cHM6Ly93d3cuYmN0aGljLm9yZy9BcmNoaXZlL0J1aWxkaW5ncy9FRFVDQVRJT05BTC98Ng==) that it closed in 2000.  I had tried this one at least twice before, as far back as 2020. I spotted it roadside with @bingbabe. She was not interested in exploring a derelict wreck in full view of the area, especially as it seemed full of Herras fencing. Well, no shit..., there were layers and layers of the stuff, and apart from a large wall on one side, getting into the grounds appeared to be fraught with difficulty.  Was it worth it, considering the roof was half missing and knowing that, inside, mystical tomes of ancient teachings were unlikely to be uncovered? At the time, I was disgruntled about being thwarted and added it to my revisit ‘urban back-burner’. After reading Razor, the Goth had been in, I figured it was that time, though how he managed it remains a mystery.  [Source](https://www.facebook.com/RAZORTWISTEDEXPLORING/) Four years later, I was back with @anidiotexplores, hoping some of the fencing might have disintegrated in those missing years. Sadly, this was not the case, but I had an extra pair of eyes in the form of my comrade, who, after a quick appraisal of the situation, jumped over the front wall in full view of many passing cars and vanished into the undergrowth. … or would have if it were the height of summer; however, being January, this consisted of broken trees with sharp edges likely to remove an eye or two. <center>  …’***the obvious entry point, relatively quick and easy, but in full view of a busy main road. We were in luck, and no cops noticed us’***… </center> It was the logical approach, but extremely blatant. Four years ago, I would never have dared to be so audacious about an entrance, but times change, and sooner or later, you stop giving a shit.  Wading through the weed-stricken trees I made my way toward the side and eventually the rear of ‘*Wood Top Infants School*’ but not before noticing the sign raised high on the wall.  Getting close to this was out of the question, unless you are happy getting major scratching. If there was going to be any evidence this building was once inhabited by humans, this could be it.  They went to a lot of effort to keep people out; some nasty, spiky-looking wrought iron deterrents gave us disapproving looks... and was that grease paint?  There it was, an overturned bucket that squashed flat under your weight with a narrow window to welcome guests. @anidiotexplores went in first, seemingly with little effort […]