In contrast to my idea of a foundry: all dirt, noise, smoke & heat the main building and its grounds are very clean and smart looking: freshly painted, watered flower pots, manicured lawns decorated with neatly painted samples of casting exercises perhaps - Thomas the Tank Engine, a Penny Farthing made from what looks like railway wheels.
But there is never a soul or car about - desolate - as thou the Receiver had just been called in. I was perplexed.
Then it clicked perhaps they are on holiday. No mention on the web but I called and was advised by a recorded message:
....we are on holiday till 7:45 Monday 4th August...
They'd gone on holiday for the Games!
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