sunday 7th March 2025
There was a dog show in the market square today. I didn't think it was going to go a head because the weather was overcast with a damp feel in the air.
We left Clifton Road in 1980. I remember dad went back one evening to get the last of our stuff.
There was a lot of memories lingering behind. First house my parents moved into after they were married in 68. Gran used to visit, but she stopped after a while and we ended up visiting her. Right up until she died one afternoon. The last time me and mum saw her, was at the hospital fate in Victoria Park.
Everyone wanted to see Lady Chichesters camels, I think there was a baby camel.
Gran moved to Hudson road in the 1970s. Grandad didn't want to move and wouldn't help; they had to move because the houses were condemned. He was born in that house in 1899, his parents lived in 71 Windsor Street.
Great aunt Kitt used to visit me and mum, then she died of a brain tumour. There are so memories at Clifton Road. I remember i got fascinated by a shadow on the wallpaper in the middle room. Mum explained what it was.
We had an outside toilet. Sometimes the door would unlatch and open in windy weather. Dad painted the cistern red and we had a wooden toilet seat.
Even at a young age I knew things were changing, although I didn't really understand it then.
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