I went to Moor Grange School in the 60's,and we used to go in this bunker,so glad its still there,It had a huge slab over the entrance,but seven or eight of us managed to remove it and I was one of the first down the ladder,it was empty apart from some rusty tins, a three legged stool and a broom and was quite dry and clean,it became a lunchtime den,and somewhere in a corner,neatly done in Indian Ink,should be my initials and the date
(It was before the days of mindless vandalism),
I remember taking some old fruit boxes down to use as seats,but my transistor radio wouldnt work inside until I realised If I wrapped a piece of wire around the ladder and shoved it into the car aerial socket in the back,the ladder acted as an antenna,and we could listen to Radio Caroline without the fade you would normally get. . . !