Stone House Hospital,

Dartford, Kent...

 

 

Stone House Hospital was originally known as The City of London Lunatic Asylum and it is located in Stone, near Dartford in Kent, very close to the Dartford Tunnel and viaduct. In November, 2007 the hospital was closed, and it was subsequently sold to a development company who gained planning permission to convert it into luxury flats. The work began quite late last year (2011) and is progressing at an incredible pace, so fast in fact that the workmen are in the building from early doors even over the weekend. When we finally got to explore it in March 2012 in the capable company of our knowledgeable guide Mr. Bones, despite the fact it was a Sunday the workmen rocked up at 8 AM!

A little history...

Stone House was originally built between 1862 and 1866 under the direction of at the London Commissioners in Lunacy to provide for pauper lunatics from the east London area. Back then it's total construction price tag was 65,000. The buildings were designed in a Tudor Revival architectural style by James Bunstone Bunning, and the asylum as it was then, accommodated 220 patients. The grounds, at first 33 acres, were later expanded to 140 acres and included a working farm which was quite common in asylums of the Victorian period. Further additions to the original buildings were made in 1874, 1878, and 1885, including an expanded female wing and a separate hospital building for patients with infectious diseases, again common practice and something we have seen personally at both Whittingham and Cherry Knowle.

The first medical superintendent of the Asylum was Dr. Octavius Jepson, who served from the opening of the facility until 1887. When he died twelve years later, he was buried in the asylum's cemetery. Jepson was succeeded by Dr. Ernest White, who served until he retired in 1904. The third superintendent was Dr. Robert Hunter Steen, who was in turn succeeded in 1924 by Dr. William Robinson. Robinson retired in 1942, but due to wartime staff shortages his permanent replacement, Dr. Hardwick, was not appointed until 1946. When the NHS was created post World War 2 Hardwick was given a new job title - Physician Superintendent - , which brought additional powers and responsibilities. He was succeeded upon his retirement in 1959 by Dr. Cates (19591963), who was the last to hold the title, as the NHS then decided to delegate day-to-day operations to a chief Consulting Psychiatrist.

After 1892, the asylum was allowed to take in so called  "private patients", patients whose fees were paid by their families, or from pensions. The influx of private patients resulted in a budget surplus, and enabled expansion and improvements of the asylum's facilities. In 1924 the facility was renamed the City of London Mental Hospital, and in 1948, as already mentioned, it was taken over by the new National Health Service and became known as Stone House Hospital. A 1998 assessment by Thames Healthcare suggested that the hospital was not suited for modern healthcare so plans for the hospital's closure were initiated in 2003 by West Kent NHS.

Among its most famous patients was the poet and composer Ivor Gurney  - RIGHT -  who was diagnosed as suffering from "delusional insanity (systematised)". Interestingly he was also diagnosed as suffering delayed shell shock but it is now thought that he had long suffered from what we now refer to as Bipolar Disorder. Gurney had enlisted as a private soldier at the outbreak of The Great War but he was gassed whilst fighting in the Ypres Salient in 1917 and subsequently invalided out in 1918. In 1922 Gurney's mental health collapsed and he was admitted to a mental hospital in Gloucestershire for a short time before moving to Stone House where he remained until his death from Tuberculosis on the 26th. December 1937 at the age of 47. Gurney wrote prolifically during his asylum years producing some eight collections of verse. He also continued to compose music but by the 1930s he was writing little of anything. He was once described by a friend as being "so sane in his insanity".

 

 

Below you may see a selection of the photographs we took in and around Stone House Asylum...

 

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First sight of the site on a wet March morning at stupid o' clock!
 
A typical Victorian asylum.
 
Urbexers hate paling fence!
 
A likely pair of characters up to no good I'll be bound!
 
Looking for the secret way in!
 
And we're off!
 
This reminds me of the corridor in The Singing Detective".
 
A hall beckons from the end of the corridor.
 
To our right security were standing around just outside the window!
 
Interesting choice of calming green for the decor.
 
So be told!
 
And now we see the influence of ancient Greece...
 
Venus de Milo in glorious monochrome!
 

We had to crawl across these rooms on our hands and knees so that we weren't spotted by the secca outside.
 

Just one of several bits and pieces abandoned at Stone House.

 
A laundry room or the like?
 
The tower as seen from the prone position!
 
On the first floor...
 
Isolation cells.
 
Each cell door has a peep hole...
 
The grime of a thousand fingers?
 
Not a padded cell but pretty grim for all that!
 
Hospital property.
 
The theatre on the top floor.
 
One of two pianos, this one is a Grand.
 
The other piano.
 
Let's all sing, "The Pigeon Sh*t Chorus"...
 
The roofs look to be in good shape unlike Whittingham and the like.
 
Light at the end of the corridor?
 
Access barred!
 
The ghost of Mr. Bones...
 
One cannot help wondering why.
 
On our way down again.
 

Beneath the theatre is a second large hall now being used by the workmen who are turning Stone House into flats.
 

We wandered off into what we took to be an admin sector.

 
More abandoned NHS property.

 

He was a former member of the Hitler Youth as I understand it, so shouldn't the headline read, "Papa Nazi"?
 

This has the look and feel of a chapel to me.

 

It's that corridor again. Spooked by workmen inside the building and constantly patrolling secca we decided we'd had enough!
 

Back outside once more having just missed a secca with a large bear on a lead by literally 30 seconds!

 

Our esteemed guide Mr. Bones on his way home!


 

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