After a look in Part 1 at the amazingly melancholy main halls with their collapsed cakes and faded furnishings, the Heiankaku wedding complex may well have been forgiven for not offering up any further finds, but, perhaps in keeping with its previous purpose, it very generously goes on giving.
So thankfully there are still plenty of other reminders of its past to peruse.
And probably nowhere is this more apparent than in a room round the back, where blushing brides were busily made to blush that little bit more.
But now, the almost magical properties of a blow dry and a bit of Epsom Brill are merely memories.
Although a bow, possibly left by the building’s last bride, is a little more real, if rather ragged.
Plus down corridors where proud parents and well-wishers once wandered, there is now no more vitality, merely vandalism.
Meaning that with the phones and everything else finally silent,
Mother Nature can slowly but surely begin to claim back the complex — gradually furnishing everything with flora,
and a furry, conspicuously fetid, covering.
Until eventually, perhaps, those that forged a bond here will be forever forgotten.