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ayjay
hi to all of the sparkies on here, i once worked at a place called bloxworth house (as a lad btw) i used to ride my bsa 500 m/cycle to and fro--
a very old house built in the 16th century ,we rewired it in micc
there were 4 rooms upstairs via an old spiral wooden staircase, i went upstairs for a mootch in my lunch break
one of the 4 rooms was icy cold and filled me with dread-as if something terrible had happened
ive been told other stories from fellow sparkies and tradesmen about similar things
a very old house built in the 16th century ,we rewired it in micc
there were 4 rooms upstairs via an old spiral wooden staircase, i went upstairs for a mootch in my lunch break
one of the 4 rooms was icy cold and filled me with dread-as if something terrible had happened
ive been told other stories from fellow sparkies and tradesmen about similar things