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It’s all ruined

The start of a fibromyalgia flare up is so easily identifiable. Or at least, it is for me. It starts with more consistent pain, and then a feeling of being bruised all over. I imagine it’s how I would feel if I walked out of a car crash, or got kicked by a gang of ten men – or women. My clothes hurt against my skin, walking feels likes wading through treacle, and bending – well, you can forget it.

The first response to a flare is to rest, and rest I did. But at the weekend I had such a feeling of cabin fever that I needed the cold country air to blow away the cobwebs. So I went for a walk.


As soon as we left the car and climbed over the stiles across the Oxfordshire countryside I knew this possibly wasn’t the most sensible idea, but I much prefer being sore because I actually *did* something. Being sore for nothing just… well, it sucks.



After crossing this bridge (whichย was slightly too rickety for my liking), we walked under the railway line and arrived at the village of Hampton Gay. I read about Hampton Gay a few months ago when I was looking for abandoned buildings online – don’t ask me why, I can’t remember. I came across Hampton Gay manor house and, realising it was just twenty minutes from my parents house, we decided to check it out.


The manor house has change hands various times since it was built in the 16th century, including a short period when it was owned by the University of Oxford. In 1887 it was gutted by a fire and has never been restored.



According to Hampton Gay’s wikipedia page, “The manor is a Grade II listed building and a scheduled monument.ย English Heritage placed the manor house ruins on its register of historic buildings at risk, listing its priority as “A” and its condition as “very bad.”

Very bad? Errr…yes… I’d say so.


We didn’t see another person all morning. The area was totally secluded and just the right amount of creepy. I was exhausted by the time we were back at the car, but the forty minute round trip was just what I needed to feel the remainderย of the weekend could be happily spent in my pyjamas. Just a little bit of exercise is a great thing for fibro sufferers – but just a little.



9 comments on “It’s all ruined

  1. Neat photos! It’s so green there! That old house is very neat. You don’t see a lot of old buildings like that in the U.S.. ๐Ÿ˜‰

  2. I hate whenever you can’t even wear proper clothes because of a flare. I don’t wear pants anymore. Just dresses, because that’s what is comfiest for me.

  3. I totally get what you mean. I often find myself doing stuff to almost justify how I’m feeling. Love the photos. I would obsess over photographing abandoned buildings if I could. It’s definitely my kind of thing.

    • I didn’t realise it was my thing, but I think it might be! I want to try and find some more – ideally ones that feel like they’re in the middle of nowhere but are actually really close to a car parking space! ๐Ÿ™‚

      • Yes that always helps!! No hiking lol. I’ve always been into seeing photography of abandoned places. But it wasn’t until I explored an abandoned fever hospital a few months back that I realised just how much I enjoy being the one taking the photos

      • *Quickly checks your blog* YES!! That’s the post that made me start looking at abandoned buildings! I said in my post I couldn’t remember why I started it, but I’m pretty sure it was your hospital post! Ha! Thank you ๐Ÿ™‚

      • Haha! Yay, glad to have started a possible new obsession ๐Ÿ™‚ Hope to see more great photos x

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