It looks very different to when i was a child but then a lot has happened since i was there last.
This was my nan and grandads house and where i felt the happiest..They didnt spoil me or anything..they just let me free..id come and go as i pleased doing things i probably shouldnt and generally having the time of my life.
I would walk from here all over the place ..visiting my auntie and uncle and hanging out with my best friend who lived in the next street over.
We did things you wouldnt let your kids do nowadays like playing in the forest..well dead body hunting..it was our favourite pastime ..never found anything though.
We would go over the Rodine to climb trees and paddle in the water there..we had so much freedom back then..Kids today havent got the imagination or the common sense we had..If we were approached by anyone we were nasty enough to give back three fold..we all stuck by each other and looked out for each other too. We were never bored..
The memories i have in this house will always be with me..drinking tinned milk from the can..rice pudding to die for..my nans tales and laughter..my grandads smile...the swing in the garden..The pie and mash shop over the Broadway...the tube station where i would scream blue murder when i had to go "home"..and later cry all the way to Kings cross..
Strangest thing is though i couldnt live there now..My friends have all moved away....my grandparents are gone....Its just a place in the past where id love to have time stand still and if they ever make a time machine its the one place i would go back to..
