Evie: Hi, I’m Evie I’m the journalist who’s come to look round for BBC reports

Evie: So, is there much you can say about Voewood?

Mike: Bugger all, actually?

Herbie: *Aeroplane noise*

Evie: So how many of you are there that live here?

Mike: Just the two of us.

Evie: So what was one of Voewood’s purposes?

Mike: It was a school for a long time.

Evie: Why is it no longer a school?

Mike: There was an incident that meant it got closed down.

Evie: Why? Sorry, if you don’t mind me asking.

Mike: A young lad died here.

Evie: Oh and what’s it used for now?

Mike: It’s just my home.

Evie: Just you and… you’re son?

Mike: My nephew, yes, just the two of us.

Evie: So what’s your name?

Mike: His names Jack, he doesn’t talk much.

Evie: Oh so what’s in here?

Mike: Nobodies allowed in here.