This image has always been a little bitter sweet for me. It's one of only a handful of images I got from two visits to this now demolished old Victorian power station, one of which resulted in a hide and seek chase with security and the memory card being wiped, and both of which ended with sitting in the back of a police car. The low odds of success due to the active part of the site which surrounds it being full of Judas workmen who think everyone's a vandal, and even tried to seize my camera. Looking back, whilst I considered it an obvious failure, this is now probably one of my personal favourite standalone photos. The composition of the red barriers and the Elvis style quiff above the vanishing point of the gigantic interior, with a single surviving turbine in the distance. Overseas corporations who inherited these sites from dissolved British institutions have pulled the floor out from underneath our once proud industries, and I for one think it was worth briefly getting in their way just to get a good photo before they knocked it down. It's unlikely we'll be documenting lithium battery storage units in 100 years time.