Every town and every village in the country should have a herd (?) of concrete hippos, I think.

The grade II* listed former British Gas Engineering Research Station in Killingworth had us pawing at the fences like we were all Eric André at the DNC.
Things to enjoy:
If anyone has a key to the gate, or a torch and some wire cutters, let me know!
Let’s go to the North East! Over the next few days I’ll post the highlights of my trip to Killingworth and Newcastle with The Modernist.
First up, the Killingworth Telephone Exchange. The tiny type at the side and the circular concrete staircase (another favourite of mine) are particular highlights!