Here are those pictures, Jean!
Our room – oh the memories!! You used to sit on the blanket chest at the window and gaze out at the street for hours during the night!!
And here is the room I am staying in – father’s study!! I do believe that is the very blanket chest which they must have moved from our room! And there are father’s bookshelves. Always full of learned works on apothecary. Very boring we thought! And the desk was where the bed is now.
The view from the bottom of the garden! Not much has changed – except I half expected to see two doll’s prams on the lawn!
This is where the cludgie used to be. An improvement!
Oh, this has been a real trip down memory lane, Jean. I do wish you were here to see it. You would have different memories, of course. By the way – no sign of a piano!! And they have bricked up that cupboard on the landing. We always did wonder what was in there!!
See you soon!
Morag x
Jean and Morag Tea Ladies 