The building where I work is closing down. It’s being cleared out floor by floor, leaving little behind. An empty box here, an abandoned wardrobe of clothing there. The depopulation is also apparent – there is palpably less noise as you walk in the main doors. And the only humans I captured in one of these photographs were workmen dismantling office furniture.
This is the second time I find myself in a BBC premises that’s being packed up. In 2013, the much-loved Television Centre became part of the broadcaster’s history, not to mention many workers. There is maybe less affection for the modern Media Centre building, but it’s sad to see it wither into a shell of desertion, and strangely chilling to record its demise.