One Hundred and Thirty Five

Pandora's Box, Bradford

Pandora, How she entices me. Myself and LittleMike ventured in shortly after slip 'n' slide madness inside Bypass. After walking through a few hundred metres of 7 foot RCP, we entered the junction, and made way through the left pipe to quickly check out Pandora's infamous "slot".

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A fair amount of debris had blocked the way, allowing previously dissolved sewage particles to build up around the area instead of following its usual watercourse. After a quick spring clean (for next time ofcourse!) we made our way back to the junction and through to Pandora's chamber.

pic:littlemike - said infamous slot

Upon entering the chamber the ladder ascent is laden with years worth of ladytowels, f-plasterz and the occasional freeze-pop wrapper. Once up, the first thing you notice are the CCTV camera's staring right at you...

Pandora's Box.

Mike assured me the camera's wern't in use. They didn't feature any Infra-red facilities and it seemed the power they would use also operated the lighting fixtures in the chamber. Lighting and CCTV? what next? They should put a sofa in. I couldn't help but feel aprehensive about the Sewer-Vision, but none the less we got on with it.

swimming pool ladder

Siologens half smashed/repaired uber flouro had run dry of juice and I could hear the Curry Mile back in Manchester summoning myself and Mike forth for post-drain food. w0rd. Shouts to Mikrophojizzle.

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