The lifts were right in the middle of the stairwells. This meant you walked around a lift as it went up and down - just like the old 1950's films.

The guys sneaked into the abandoned hospital to wander around.

The metal-work around the lifts was extraordinarily ornate.

Craig shows us a typical patient visitor pose while testing the still working headphones.

Every ward had a balcony area where the patients had some of the most beautiful views in Edinburgh. When they build houses here these views will cost big money!

Amazingly these operating theatre lights were still wired and working. Here Craig shows off his 'Nurse, I'm ready' pose.

Hidden in the corridors were control panels for controlling radio output. These were still in good condition after many years of use.

This was the 'secret' road to get to the studio. It was supposed to be one-way but often cars would come around the blind corner, surprised to see you coming the other way.

Here you can see the amazing wiring required to route the radio signal around every ward. Apart from a few cobwebs the fire hazard was minimal.

Looking towards the shop and main route you would have had to walk down when visiting patients.

Another picture of the 'old' wiring.

A very sad picture. Here you see a beautiful cherry blossom blooming for the last time.

Which way to ward 52? Who knows? The signs never ever pointed to real places.

Towers of concrete.

Malcolm and others take back some of the speakers from the ward day rooms.

When this was built it must have looked stunning. Now time and misuse have had their toll.

"Is it the blue or red wire to stop the bomb?"
The walk tall was to remind the maternity patients. Apparently it helps build up your pelvic floor muscles.

More trees whose days were numbered.

Tommy - superstar.

This building looked like something you might find some 50's horror film. Very brown!

We also broadcast through the chapel. This was the 'god' switch. The resident priest could flip between radio and chapel output.

Brown and beige outside and inside.

Tommy has a relapse. Luckily he has Red Dot Radio to help him through the pain.

Another building that will not be missed.

All through the Royal there were plaques and plates noting the worthy people who supported the hospital. Clear conscience through money?

Hidden amongst brown and beige were a few stunning examples of Georgian and Victorian magnificence

An empty ward with the nurses station still in place. This is the infamous ward 27 - our best ward from requests.

Sometimes when the sun caught the buildings just right the brown and beige almost looked right.

Car parking was always a nightmare but we all had our little secret places.