Text: The empty chairs wait eagerly for the bare stage to speak. The floor longs for footsteps, shuffling, scraping. The locked doors, patiently clicked closed, want nothing but a twist of the metal doorknob. Cobwebs hang, heavy with dust. Windows, latches fused, watch a moving world through dirty panes. A silent room, dreaming of voices.
Bletchley Park. Home to a million visual delights, thought sparks, whirrs, clicks and beats. I would recommend this place very highly, well worth a visit. This is a photo inside the Colossus rebuild, blurred in the background behind a waveform, an authentic reconstruction of the world’s first semi- programmable computer.