Sep 95 - sad time. I was part of the last degree course to go there. Many happy days spent at Crownhill Mono-Technic. There are some cracking dits about the place - blow-up doll filled with helium hoisted on a line during divisions, virtually every "For Sale" sign in Plymouth making their way to the perimeter fence when the closure was announced, cars on fire during divisions to name but a few. Beer, rugby and more beer.
Never had such a big mess bill in all my life.