Memory lane

I went out for a walk this evening and as usual my feet took me 1 mile down the road to the street my parents and sister live on.

It's the street I grew up on. So many memories come flooding back every time I walk along it. Hide and seek, kerby, chap door run(or chappy as we called it), giant steps and baby steps, football, rounders, British bull dogs and probably a whole lot more. We played games and we made up games. We didn't own an IPad.

I also have memories of feeling like I was constantly being watched all the time. Largely due to the fact that I had 5 uncles, 3 aunties and 6 cousins living on this very same street as I was growing up.

My sister and me got away with nothing!