We've just returned from staying with friends in Geneva, where we slept in their (large and airy) basement. Next to the bedroom was the room our friends used as a store room - their nuclear bunker! When their house was built, it was a legal requirement for all homes to have a nuclear bunker. A stocked, functioning nuclear bunker. The door is steel, filled with concrete. It doesn't have a lock - that huge yellow bolt and spanner hold the door shut against invaders. The door on the wall is an escape hatch, in case the house collapses on the main door, and the machinery in the corner is the air filter. The shelves double as beds, and the toilet is a bucket with a lid. I found it fascinating, and, to be honest, disturbing. It took me two days to "get around" to going through and taking these photos. I grew up during the tense days of US/Soviet nuclear proliferation, when Threads wasn't just a disturbing drama, it was almost a government information film. I paid attention at school - I knew what nuclear weapons really did. To most kids, they were a cool way of destroying a bunch of stuff (even more so today). To me, they were (and are) flatly horrifying, and the stuff of genuine nightmares. I look forward to when things like reduced to the kind of novel feature that ranks alongside "original fireplace" or sash windows.