We take a look around Wolverhampton College as our reporter remembers his life and times as a student

There are people who say that you shouldn't get nostalgic about a building, that it's just bricks and mortar and when it's gone, it's gone.

Personally, I disagree with that way of thinking as I like to remember the places that hold fond memories for me and which helped to shape me into the person I am today.

Over the years, I have seen buildings and places that I frequented for educational purposes or for fun disappear, torn to the ground and reduced to nothing more than memories of what stood there previously.

These buildings, which range from university buildings I lived at or learned in to pubs and clubs that I can still picture the inside of years after they disappeared, are part of my life and my development, so when it's time to say goodbye to them, I want to have the chance to take one last look to refresh those memories.

An important building in my life, both as a young man and again in my mid-30s, is the Paget Road campus of Wolverhampton College.

I was 16-years-old and fresh out of my GCSEs when I first walked through the doors of the college in 1998 and spent two years there doing a National Diploma BTEC in Media Studies, then went back in 2018 to begin my journalism journey by joining the NCTJ training course, so I have two experiences of being a student there.

When I heard that the campus was closing due to the new Learning Quarter campus in Wolverhampton city centre opening in September, I wanted to have one more chance to visit the building and take in the parts that helped me develop and learn.

I can still remember my way into the car park, through a windy road at the back of the college which, between 1998 when I first went there and 2019 when I got my journalism qualification, hadn't changed and was still the grey building I remembered.