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This tiny little mortuary is tucked away up
a little side street in the picturesque seaside town of Tenby. It
has been very difficult to find any information regarding how this
curious little oddity came to be here, There are no hospitals near
by and there is no record of there ever being one. For years the
little street which runs along side it was called Mortuary Lane,
so it's existence is no secret, But recently the lane has been given
a new name presumably by some council official who thinks people
need to be hidden away from the inevitable facts of life. As soon
as I
saw the first pictures of Tenby mortuary to hit the internet I was
intrigued enough to know i would have to see it for myself, and surprisingly
I had the opportunity to visit twice in the one weekend with two
different sets of companions.
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The first time I visited I was armed with an incredibly
detailed map of its location courtesy of the Assembly Government
but it was no help we still managed to get lost in the towns narrow
georgian streets. Luckily a passer by was able to give us directions,
an no I didn't have to ask "Do you know where the old mortuary
is fella ?" The name of the nearby school was good enough to
bring us to the top of the lane.
I had been warned previously that the door could
be loud and tricky to open so i made my way over to the door and
cautiously pushed it open to be greeted by the sight of two immaculate
porcelain slabs didn't have time to admire them though a quick
call over to my companions and one by one they dashed past me into
the
mortuary before I closed the door behind me.
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The Mortuary itself is absolutely incredible is is
a complete time capsule the fixtures and fittings are from another
age where even the smallest detail was crafted with care. Obviously
the two Twyfords slabs dominate the the one small room but
charming details like the 1950's mixer tap and the Creda Crusader
water
heater are absolutely charming.
I can find very little concerning the history of
the mortuary other than it is used by morticians repairing a body
for burial rather than any medical use. The recessed slab would
have been used for embalming a body any excess fluids draining
away through its impressive steel plug hole. The body would then
have been transferred to the second flat slab where it could more
easily be cleaned and dressed ready for the coffin.
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On the first visit I was concentrating on the photography which is
no easy feet in such a small space with four other photographers
competing for the shots, but with a bit of patience and understanding
we all went away happy with the results we got. The following
day I returned with a second group of explorers this time I was
able
to leave the camera behind and concentrate on everyone else reactions
to the small treasure trove which was equally fascinating
Entering
the site had been a little more difficult than the first time
a older lady was walking the most disgruntled look King Charles
Spaniel on the grass right outside the mortuary she was determined
to keep an eye on us outsiders. So we engaged in game of talk
nonsense
while looking like the last thing in the world we were interested
in was the little mortuary and eventually here patience broke
and we were left alone in the lane. Again I made my way over and
cautiously
opened the door for everyone to make there way into the peaceful
silence of the mortuary building. We weren't left in alone
for long very soon two local kids were out side the door trying
to
work out the way in one stuck his eye up against a crack in
the frosted glass only to find one my companions eyeballs staring
back at him, they soon ran away screaming. Our own exit was slightly
more subtle slipping out one by one leaving the door to the best
one room explore in the country secure behind us.
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