Home is where the heart is...

Went to a nearby town this afternoon to get Jnr's passport photo taken and on the way home took a slightly different route that took us past the village I was raised in and stayed until I got married.

It's only about 15 minutes from where I now live but a huge chunk of my heart still lies there. All my childhood memories of friends and family, adventures, scrapes and first love and so much more are tied to this place.

The green hill in the distance is the hill we used to climb to roll our easter eggs, so although I had a more exciting blip sorted for today, when I uploaded this pic my heart ruled my head.