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Do you ever have the urge to go back to places where you grew up etc?
Chirpy_Chicken
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This might seem like an odd thing, but do you ever get the urge to go back to the places where your grew up/lived/studied etc and just visit ?(obviously not if you still live there...;-)
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Or there was walking past my other grandma's house, seeing the immaculate garden she was always working on, now a mess. And the gate was black, almost all the paint rubbed or fallen off, and just tiny bits of the original green left, if you looked really, really closely. Same thing, I suppose, a reminder of the passage of time, and not in a good way.
One thing I would like to do is go on a particular walk along the North Wales coast. We used to take family holidays there when I was young and I loved the walk in question. We'd go a lot, anywhere between 2-5 times a year so it's somewhere I spent a lot of time. I think it would be fun to drag my dad along as it was with him who I did most of the walks.
For one reason or another I hadn't been back in almost 30 years.
Until a few weeks ago for a long weekend.
I swear that the place hadn't changed a bit! In fact it was even better than I remember.
It is truly a lovely place and I intend to revisit more often.
When I returned, some 30 years later, it had all gone and was replaced by houses, every last square inch of it.
It hasn't change much at all - the local council will not allow it except for the boulders where the beach used to be. (now known locally as The Quarry ) No plastic windows or solar panels in town, everything has to be kept as it was.
It hasn't really changed, it's a lovely little village
The lady who now lives in the house where I was born, invited us in.
I went to school with her
The scullery had gone of course, but the layout hadn't changed much
I went to look at the school which has been converted to a lovely house, bought by a millionaire
Looked round the graveyard, seeing the names on the headstones of people I knew, and also my fathers grave
I've taken my children back when they were small, and grown up
One commented it reminded him of the film "The Wicker man!"
I know what he meant, when we went in the pub, the locals turned to look at us, silently, as strangers
We left before we were sacrificed !
Bet that felt very weird ?
I always visit my childhood home when I go home to see family, house seems so small, I remember all the times I played with my friends and brother and sisters, the hill we climbed, the lane we chased down, the neighbours we must have annoyed. We have stopped by the house a few times over the years.. Like ghosts returning.
Also my Nan's house, that is always a tough one, seeing it just brings back so many memories.
A few years ago my husband took the kids one night to show them where he grew up in Clapham Junction. He was followed all round the estate until he left.
I was nosy and looked them on a website which I no longer use as it is no longer free.
Not quite the same as going back there but a lot less effort.
I've looked at it on Google Streetview but not seen it in person. Outside it still looks practically the same, though the carport is different. I'm not sure I'd want to go inside as I'm sure it's very different to how I remember it.