Living barely ten minutes away the dog and I had a mooch round it in January. The house was in a deplorable state and the bunker had a tree felled over the entrance. Nonetheless, on a misty winter's day it does still retain a rather moody vibe.
Did you ever find out about the occupant
@Wevsky? The shipping containers were all open and his booked strewn everywhere. I just sat on a wet log in silence thumbing through his work. A mate of mines dad knew him but he seemed to keep his eccentricites to himself.