Old home
This photo takes in a lot, first of all note how the factory (now a block of flats) looms over the tiny terrace houses, then look at the gap between the houses and the other mill behind them. At the back of the row of terrace houses you will see the top of a brick extension; this marks the back of my home for the first 14 or so years of my life. I will say that it was not as grim as it looks; at least not back then, but the view out of the back windows has not changed. The factory with the Gothic looking tower was where I started my first full time job, not very far to roll out of bed. In front of the factory were 2 lamp post that were just far enough apart to use as goal post and in the days before we became over-run with cars all the kids used to play football here. This was my world, but walking round it now I feel like I’m visiting from out of space.
For my mum, she played this album to death in that house.
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Now playing: Dr. Hook - A Little Bit More
via FoxyTunes
Comments
Dr. Hook....what memories Brett!
And hey! Congrats on that Blog of the day award! Wow!!
There's so much in this story and the pic that goes with it, great story.
Dr Hook. Oh yes a mother thing and that has aged both of us!