Stained glass memories

Bit of a sad blip for me today. This is the landing window (the original encased in double glazing) in my parents house, which is about to go up for sale. We moved in on my seventh birthday, and whilst we were fairly nomadic in the years that followed it has always been the house we all gravitated back to.

They've been in Scotland for the last few years, and have taken the decision to sell so that when they do return they can buy a bungalow. One of my brothers rented it off them briefly, but it's now the end of a very nearly 27 year journey. I live in the same road, and pass several times a day. It will be odd to see someone else live there.