I can’t not post the photographs by John Claridge in today’s Spitalfields Life: they are so powerful, so densely textured, so beautifully composed and, above all, so recent. It was all intact in 2016 – the sense of history, the accumulation of dirt, the feeling that one was walking into another era. The argument has been that the moment it was closed, it is impossible to resurrect, but the building is still there, the memory, all the records, some of the people who worked there, providing it continues to be used for its original purpose, but not as a hotel:-

https://spitalfieldslife.com/2020/10/09/john-claridge-at-whitechapel-bell-foundry-o/