Up the road from my house, you'll find an abandoned house with a creepy Mercedes Benz parked on bricks at the back. A gnarly crabapple tree droops at the side and a stately pear tree grows in the back yard. Nobody will enjoy those pears. I've always wanted to take some pictures. This evening, I had my chance. Do I dare go back after dark?
The jalopy Merc reminds me a bit of the jalopy Jag that Paul McGann drives in Withnail and I. 
I love that movie. Maybe that's why I'm so drawn to the image of this old Merc.
A neighbour with a bottle of beer in his hand came out and I asked him about the house. He said nobody has lived in it for years, but there is an owner and the house is awaiting some sort of zoning for further development. Whatever they build on this site could never have the same oddball mystique as the current house and car.
Backdoor with garbage cans and recycling box. Almost makes the place seem like someone currently lives there.
Underneath the front of the house is completely exposed and junk and repulsive smelling garbage bags fill the space. I can't help but think of the scene in L.A. Confidential when Russell Crowe goes to the old lady's house to talk about her daughter. He smells something horrid and goes underneath the house at the back, to discover the decaying corpse of his ex-police officer Leland "Buzz" Meeks.
The house facing Holborne Avenue. Was this once a fine looking house? I'll admit, I had a peek through the windows. I saw a pile of old windows and a walker in the front room. This makes me think an elderly man or woman either died, or left for a nursing home. Why would they leave behind a walker?
I'd be scared to open the garage door in case a pack of rabid raccoons charge me.
Garbage in front of garage. Who's dumping garbage here?
A neighbour with a bottle of beer in his hand came out and I asked him about the house. He said nobody has lived in it for years, but there is an owner and the house is awaiting some sort of zoning for further development. Whatever they build on this site could never have the same oddball mystique as the current house and car.
Backdoor with garbage cans and recycling box. Almost makes the place seem like someone currently lives there.
Underneath the front of the house is completely exposed and junk and repulsive smelling garbage bags fill the space. I can't help but think of the scene in L.A. Confidential when Russell Crowe goes to the old lady's house to talk about her daughter. He smells something horrid and goes underneath the house at the back, to discover the decaying corpse of his ex-police officer Leland "Buzz" Meeks.
The house facing Holborne Avenue. Was this once a fine looking house? I'll admit, I had a peek through the windows. I saw a pile of old windows and a walker in the front room. This makes me think an elderly man or woman either died, or left for a nursing home. Why would they leave behind a walker?
Broken headlight
I'd be scared to open the garage door in case a pack of rabid raccoons charge me.
Garbage in front of garage. Who's dumping garbage here? Stay tuned for more...
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