Monday, May 01, 2006

Our House ...


This is the house I grew up in, Michael Street in Linmeyer - by the way it looked nothing like this when I was growing up.

There were no high walls, no big gates and the centre feature and satelite dish were not there.


We lived here from 1964, my mother sold the house in 1998 which would have been a total of 34 years that she lived there.

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