Whittingham Mental Asylum, Goosenargh, Lancashire...

 

 

It has taken us a long, long time to get into Whittingham Mental Hospital and we only managed it in the end with the generous help and guidance of two experienced urbexers we met through the forum we subscribe to. The joke of it is, had we attempted entry about two years ago when we first walked around the walls of the asylum then we wouldn't have had any difficulty whatsoever because it was wide open at that time! But since then, and for reasons we really cannot begin to fathom, they have turned Whitty into a veritable fortress with steel shuttering on all the ground floor windows and doors. On the face of it this might make sense if there were particularly much at Whitty worth protecting but it's sad to report that internally this place is a complete and utter wreck. Corridor roofs are open to the sky, windows are broken, lead valleys and flashings are long gone, so water and the frosts of winter have wreaked havoc with the plaster and anything wooden - indeed even walking the ground floor corridors is a very risky business as they are through in holes just about everywhere and extremely crunchy under foot.

When it eventually closed it's doors in the nineties Whitty was sold to a developer and plans were passed to convert several listed parts of the asylum into apartments, whilst the remaining areas would be dropped and the land freed up used for new housing - all in all the plans were pretty standard fare where the conversion of old Victorian County Asylums are concerned. The crux of the Whitty plan relied on the construction of a new bypass road which would re-route the extra traffic such a large residential development would bring into the area, away from the tiny village of Goosenargh. Things soon began to go wrong for the developers when the bypass was shelved due to lack of funding and the demo work on Whitty, which had not long begun, was stopped, whereupon the whole site has been left to rot quietly. Inevitably chavs and pykeys, having practically uninterrupted access to all the buildings, have worked their dubious magic, and if it's not bolted down then it's now been stolen or trashed. But at the time of our first walk around the perimeter of the site we had no idea that this was the case, and several photographs taken within the buildings some years before which we had seen on various urbex internet sites showed it to be in lovely condition.

What a difference those few years can make!

ABOVE - Whittingham nursing staff, circa 1930.             

 

The history...

By 1866, the three Lancashire lunatic asylums at Prestwich, Rainhill and Lancaster were deemed to be full and so it was decided that an additional asylum should be built in order to alleviate the very real potential for overcrowding. The first choice of site for the new asylum was in Preston itself, just behind the Fulwood Army Barracks at the top of Deepdale Road, only a little further on than where Preston North End FC is today,  but this was eventually changed to another site some seven miles or so away to the east at Got Field Farm, which would be re-named Whittingham. The site was chosen primarily because there was a good supply of fresh water readily available, and also because it was within such easy reach of Preston. Work began on Whittingham Asylum in 1869. The buildings were constructed with high quality bricks made on the site. The clay mud for the bricks was dug out from what became known as the "duck pond" - but which is referred to on maps as the "fish pond". The kiln for the manufacture of the bricks was situated in Super's Hill Woods, a short distance away from what would become the east side of the hospital, on the road to Grimsargh.

The hospital was built in four "phases", the first phase being named St Luke's Division (also known as the "Main"). This was followed by St John's Division (the "Annex"), then Cameron House, and lastly St Margaret's Division (the "New" or "West Annex"). The Hospital formally opened in 1873, with beds for 1000 patients. In addition to the four divisions there was also a sanatorium constructed a little later with a capacity of just 14 beds, for infectious disease cases, known as Fryars' Villa. Later in the life of the asylum this villa became part of the accommodation for resident staff. ABOVE LEFT - can be seen a period photograph of the front of the asylum in it's earliest days, and - ABOVE RIGHT - can be seen a lovely photograph of two nurses taking a rest outside the doors of a seasonally decorated female ward, presumably during the Christmas holidays. The style and cut of their uniforms would tend to suggest that the photograph was taken sometime in the late Victorian or early Edwardian/Great/War periods, circa 1880 - 1919. 


In 1923 the asylum was renamed “Whittingham Mental Hospital” and by 1939, the number of patients reached a high of 3533, with a staff of 548, making it the largest mental hospital in the country and the second largest in Europe. During it's heyday in the early years the hospital was run very much along military lines and it is said that the Medical Superintendent, who lived in what amounted to a mansion at the southern tip of the asylum complex proper, would parade and inspect his staff every morning!

Whittingham was to all intents and purposes practically self sufficient and had much more in common with a small town than a conventional hospital. It had it's own brewery, post office, a ballroom which doubled as a theatre or cinema, a Roman Catholic chapel in house and an Anglican church in it's own grounds with an associated graveyard, several farms, a reservoir, a gas works, a telephone exchange, a sports club and cricket pitch with associated pavilion, a military style brass band and an orchestra!!! It even had a dedicated railway station at the end of a two-mile branch line which came off the main Preston - Skipton line not very far past the famous Miley Tunnel. Built in 1887 to shift coal and other goods to the asylum, the line also provided free transport for staff and passengers. It eventually closed on the 30th. June, 1957. One of the engines which worked the Whittingham branch line can be seen - LEFT.

During the First World War, a part of the hospital (“St Margaret’s Division”) was used as a military hospital. It was again used for this purpose during the Second World War and there are several C.W.G.C. headstones for the soldiers - RIGHT - buried in the hospital's cemetery. Most date to the Great War and to the years immediately afterwards.

Whittingham is also famous for pioneering the use of electroencephalograms (EEGs). EEGs measure the electrical activity within the brain through the scalp - LEFT - and are very useful diagnostic tools for use on patients suffering from epilepsy. In one of the three Ray Gosling video clips linked further down the page, you can see an elderly gentleman being tested with an EEG and the doctor fitting him with what looks like a weird, bead skullcap.

In 1948 Ribchester Hospital was incorporated into Whittingham.

In the 1960s, conditions at the hospital reached an all time low when it came to light that members of staff had been committing acts of systematic abuse and cruelty, and perpetrating fraud scams against many of the patients. The police investigated the allegations and eventually a male nurse was brought to trial and convicted of the manslaughter of one of the patients. An inquiry followed and as a result the NHS reviewed its healthcare policy with respect to psychiatric patients.

But the damage was done and despite all the good that had been achieved there for over a hundred and twenty years, Whittingham will forever be remembered with notoriety due to the evil actions of a few, rogue members of staff.

During the 1970s new drugs and therapies were progressively introduced and attitudes to mental health care began to change radically. Then in the early 1980s Electro Convulsive Therapy (ECT) treatment - LEFT - which had been used extensively for the treatment of depression and anxiety, was exposed for what it really was and rapidly fell out of favour. This barbaric treatment involves heavily sedating the patient and then applying a high voltage shock across his or her brain, causing massive convulsions - the sedation had no clinical purpose other than that of preventing the patient tearing muscles and breaking bones during the powerful physical convulsions. It was observed that the treatment brought a prolonged period of release from the symptoms the patient had been suffering before application of the shock however I suspect personally that this had much more to do with the length of time the average brain needed to recover after being subjected to a huge whack with high voltage right across the frontal lobes. A You Tube video of the treatment can be seen by clicking the link button - RIGHT ABOVE - but please be aware, you may find watching this treatment very distressing.

Many other therapies and treatments were tried at Whittingham including hydrotherapy, insulin comas, invasive surgery such as the infamous lobotomy (also known as a leucotomy ), and even the administration of LSD - as one patient said whilst reminiscing about the strange coloured beetles the size of elephants she had seen during her trip, "I wasn't a hippy until after they gave me LSD"!!! Hydrotherapy was a popular method of treatment for mental illness at the beginning of the twentieth century, and was used at many institutions. Water was thought to be an effective treatment because it could be heated or cooled to different temperatures, which, when applied to the skin, could produce various reactions throughout the rest of the body. One of the main benefits of hydrotherapy treatment was its ability to take effect quickly. Hydrotherapy could be accomplished with baths, packs, or sprays. Warm continuous baths were used to treat patients suffering from insomnia and those considered to be suicidal and prone to assault others, the main effect being that it calmed excited and agitated behaviour. A patient could expect a continuous bath treatment to last from several hours to several days, or sometimes over night. Continuous baths were the most effective when held in a quiet room with little light and the application of audio stimulation, thus allowing the patient to relax and possibly even fall asleep. Bath temperatures typically ranged from 92°F to 97°F, so as not to cause injury to the patients. Sheets dipped in varying temperatures of water were wrapped around the patient for several hours depending on the case. Sprayers functioned like showers, with either warm or cold water. Cold water was used to treat patients diagnosed with manic-depressive psychoses, and those showing signs of abnormal excitement and increased motor activity. Application of cold water slowed down the blood flow to the brain, decreasing mental and physical activity. The temperature for a cold pack ranged between 48°F and 70°F. Nowadays we might regard such a treatment as bordering on torture!

In the late 80s and early 90s long-stay psychiatric patients who had in the past become deeply institutionalised, began to be returned successfully to the community, and the worst cases were dispersed to smaller units in and around Preston. In the past a patient entering a mental hospital for a few days treatment would all too often still be there many years later - indeed many never left at all, and were eventually buried in the cemetery - we found grave stones in the Whittingham cemetery of patients who had been octogenarian and nonagenarians at the time of their deaths.

With the success of the progressive "Care In The Community" policy the number of patients at the hospital progressively declined until by 1995 the hospital was able to close it's doors. The site was renamed “Guild Park” and in 1999 a secure psychiatric unit called Guild Lodge was opened on the edge of Guild Park, followed the next year by the building of a group of rehabilitation cottages close by.

The developers who bought Whittingham hope to build 650 new homes on the land they clear, and a number of luxury apartments in the listed hospital buildings.

 

An aerial appreciation of Whittingham Mental Hospital...

 

 

This is a Google Earth image taken in 2007 when the hospital proper had been closed for about 12 years.

The sports club is still used by the people of Goosenargh Village and is reached by an access road running north to the main road in the village.

The cricket pitch and it's attendant pavilion is still used very regularly and is very well looked after.

The farms were sold and are still working farms. There is a modern care home now for the elderly almost opposite the farm area entrance gates.

The Anglican church is boarded up but in a good state of repair - not so the RC chapel which is within the asylum proper and quite derelict.

The cemetery which is just out of shot still contains several Commonwealth War Graves Commission headstones for soldiers buried here after the two World Wars. It is not clear whether they died of "conventional" war injuries or if they were shell shock patients.

There are also some head stones for very elderly patients who had become so institutionalised they lived most of the lives and eventually died at the hospital.

The modern secure psychiatric unit to the right of the photo is very obvious.

Most of the buildings built away to the left of the hospital complex proper, and those south of the Sports Club are in a very bad state. Most have no roofs and the interiors are heavily overgrown with young trees.

Many of the houses in the village out of shot top and right are privately owned now but were staff cottages at one time.

In the late 1970s TV reporter Ray Gosling spent time at Whittingham and the documentary he filmed for his "Gosling's Travel" series is available on You Tube in three "slices". Although the quality is very poor it's still worth a look at the clips to see the hospital as it was and also to gain an insight into the nature of the problems of the patients being treated there. The scene shot in the ballroom/theatre is absolutely great and it totally dispels the popular misconceptions so associated with the eponymous "loony bins" of legend...

   

Whittingham Hospital Asylum Documentary Part 1 of 3
 
Whittingham Hospital Asylum Documentary Part 2 of 3
 
Whittingham Hospital Asylum Documentary Part 3 of 3

 

In order to simplify the browsing of the photos we took in and around Whittingham Asylum we have grouped them by areas...

 

If you would like to see a particular image but in a much bigger size then you can do so simply by clicking on the smaller version...

 

  The exterior...  

This is a ward block towards the rear of the hospital in 2009. There was no paling fence there unlike now, so we were able to get right up to the buildings...
 

The ward blocks are built in an arc around  the theatre/ballroom hub. Perimeter corridors connect each block and "spoke" corridors connect to the hub...
 

This photograph was taken on a football field at the opposite end of the site out by the Sports Club, which is the building visible on the right with the curved, black roof...
 

These buildings are in a bad way with trees growing up inside them and through the roofs...
 

The Anglican church is in it's own fenced off sector now and quite inaccessible...
 

The grave of Walter Thomas Palmour, Chaplain of the asylum from 1873 - 1921.
 

 

 

Evidence that institutionalisation didn't harm some people! Had this individual been admitted in his early twenties then he could conceivably have been there 70 + years....
 

Born during the Boer War, she lived through two World Wars, the Korean War, Vietnam etc. She has seen 5 monarchs on the throne of England. But how many years was she in Whittingham?
 

This is the grave of an Italian civilian internee, M. Monti, who according to the CWGC records, died at the hospital during the Second World War...
 


A small cluster of CWGC headstones for British soldiers buried here during or just after the Great War. These stones are always identical in every CWGC cemetery irrespective of rank..

 

51451, Pvt. James. Tattersall, 3rd. Bt. East Lancs Regiment. Died 24th. April, 1921. This soldier served in what became the regiment we both served in with the T.A. - QLR.


Not all the soldiers treated here were local by any means, though local men serving with a regiment from a different county was not at all uncommon either...

 

 

Moving into the building

proper through the many

corridors and wards...

 

This soldier's regiment fought the Zulus at Rourke's Drift some years earlier. He was the son of John Moses Jones and Mary Elisabeth Jones, of 12, Back Spring Street, Lever Street, Bolton.
 

And finally a 3rd. Bt. Suffolk Regiment soldier buried a long, long way from home...
 

 
Our first Whittingham corridor - we're in!
 
Dereliction...
 
Was someone disturbed whilst metal harvesting?
 
Within the building proper, in a linking corridor...
 
Once such a bustling part of the hospital, now in ruins...
 
Metal harvesters have been pulling out cable to steal the copper...
 

This chair appears on loads of picture sets from Whitty!
 

The corridor floors are so rotten the services are often exposed...
 

The metal security screens play games with the light...
 

Staff or patient lockers...
 

Why is there daylight at the end of the tunnel?
 

...because the linking corridor has collapsed!
 

On the way to an upper floor ward in a ward wing...
 
The upper floors are so rotten it's hard to get beyond the doorway...
 
And it's hardly worth the bother frankly...
 
Back downstairs you can see what the problem was upstairs!
 
A small staff kitchenette off a ward...
 
There is still quite a lot of furniture left at Whittingham...
 

The colours of autumn...
 

A lift shaft on the outside wall of another ward block...
 

The asylum water tower...
 

Bed space partitions and furniture in another first floor ward...
 

A patient's bed side cabinet...
 

An interior studded wall has been smashed through by chavs...
 
Leaving the upper ward, thankfully on solid floors!
 
Just occasionally you find something the chavs have missed...
 
A power distribution room for the wing...
 
More rotten floors crossed with the use of old doors this time...
 
Is this the corridor seen on Pt. 2 of the Whitty documentary?
 
The slope of the site meant the corridors had to slope as well...
 
The Theatre/Ballroom...

 

You can see this area of the hospital in use

at 7' 39" in the first of the You Tube

documentary film clips which are

linked higher up on this page...

 

 

So much of the social life of the hospital revolved around the ballroom which was also a theatre AND a cinema...
 

The pretty stained glass windows have been chavved and only one panel remains intact now...
 

Part of a stained glass window panel...
 
Intricate decoration on the ballroom walls...
 
A power switch box has been ripped off the wall by metal harvesters...
 

Christmas decorations are still in place from the last weeks before the closure of the hospital...
 

More Christmas decorations...
 

Looking at the stage from the middle of the ballroom...
 

A fallen Christmas star decoration...
 
AltDayOut on stage snapping away merrily...
 
The footlights...
 
Portrait of another happy snapper!

 

The bright squares on the back wall reveal where the projectionist's booth is located...
 

Most of the stage structure is still in place...

 
Set hoist...
 
The in-house PA...
 
Ssshhh!
 
And to finish the Ballroom section is this panorama.

Click on the image above to open an interactive panorama in it's own window...
 

Inside the

Projection Room...

 

 

 

 

Climbing the stairs between the kitchens and the ballroom up to the projection booth...
 

This area of the building has not suffered from vandalism or decay quite so much as everywhere else in Whittingham...
 

The front wall of the booth/back wall of the hall beyond...
 
The projectionist's film handling bench...
 
Empty spools sit in caddies in a rack below the bench...
 
The fire escape stairs from the opposite side of the booth...
 
The fire escape looks out to a corridor across the courtyard...
 
Looking into the ballroom from a projection slot in the booth...
 
 

The Kitchens...

 

 

This was a bit of a give away as to what the next part of the building was originally used for!
 

We were back into massive decay again...

 

Ceilings down, floors intact - but only because they are solid concrete...
 

 

 

 

The rusted remains of a dual hob...
 
What this was I have no idea!
 
A trolley to take plated meals up to the wards...
 
Swing doors separate produce stores from the kitchens proper...
 
Depressing dereliction...
 
Health & safety at work...
 
A wasteland of broken glass and fallen ceilings...
 
Chavs have had a field day in here...
 
An industrial grade appliance isolator...
 
  The Roman Catholic Chapel within the asylum building...

 

 

Typical NHS labelling, the words may differ but the style is always the same!
 

The pews are long gone and the room is slowly collapsing...

 
The damp has totally destroyed the organ...

 

I suspect though that the damp has had some help from chavs and metal thieves. Organ pipes are made of expensive metal...
 

The remains of the keyboard manuals...

 
The organ bellows pump power switch...

 
 

 

 

 

 

And to finish here's some

more ward-wasteland

and corridor-chaos...

The ornate leaded windows look out over the central courtyard area of the asylum...
 

...now sadly neglected and overgrown...

 
 
Every connecting corridor is totally derelict...

 
As are almost all of the wards...

 

Staircases have faired somewhat better being constructed of concrete...
 

A lurking presence?
 
The carpet in this ward emitted marsh gas with every step upon it!
 
The remains of a drugs trolley...
 
Concrete floors on this corridor too.

 

Not so down here. The uneven ground meant the corridors were built with wooden floors and they are totally rotten...
 

Stopped at 11.20!

 
We enter another sector of the hospital now...
 
A policy from the past long gone now...
 
The slope here is so great the corridor has to slope too...
 
Who didn't clear up their tea cup then?
 
The roof slates have collapsed into the corridor...
 
Open to the elements, the wooden floors don't have a chance...
 
Dear oh me! There are some lazy people about!!!

 
The end of the corridor here used to open out to the world beyond...

 

A rather dodgy set of wooden stairs! Needless to say we didn't chance going up them!
 

This ground floor ward has faired little better than the corridors...

 

Where the floors have gone the services beneath are exposed. This gauge is presumably to show pressure in the heating system..
 

An abandoned gurney outside, of all places, the kitchens!

 
More "corridor porn"!!!


 

The layout of the asylum can be seen clearly here with a ward block built at the end of a corridor and everything built around the central courtyard...
 

The ballroom seen from one of the ward blocks on the opposite side of the courtyard...

 

The size of the asylum begins to become apparent with photos like this...
 

The ward blocks are usually three stories high....

 

This was an unusual corridor. We saw no others even remotely like this...
 

The remains of a piano in a day room...

 

At the end of another corridor on the eastern edge of the asylum main building...
 

A lifting machine for moving disabled and geriatric patients...

 

The original cast iron pillar dating to the Victorian period was covered at a later date with concrete which is now spalling off...
 

This ground floor ward wasn't in too bad a shape...

 
Lovely peely paint work!

 
The ceilings always seem to be the first to suffer...
 
Light fittings are beginning to fall off the ceiling in this area...
 
More peeling paint!
 
     
Remnants of the original wallpaper are just visible here...

 

The external security metal shutters create strange effects with the light through the windows...
 

Time to leave after five hours wandering through dereliction!

 

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