A blog about things that I'm interested in and I'm interested in a lot of things (But the postcards took over).
Sometimes I go back to the place I lived and its changed so much, there is nothing left of the life we lived and loved there.The old neighbors died and the kids moved on.Now it's congested and packed with cars and new people totally changing the atmosphere of the place.So sad to see places like this destroyed by progress.
Yes, it's remarkable how some places manage to change very little over the years while others become almost recognizable or non-existent. I guess it's all due to whether the owners are diligent with the upkeep or if the place is lucky enough to be restored. It's neat that you were able to get a recent photograph of the place. :)
A lady's Life: This row of houses near to the sea front are just as exclusive today as when they were built. we sold the card to someone who lives close to that address - I wonder if it was one of the children... I've never gone back to the farm where I grew up, it's a golf course now.Isobel: We are fortunate to live near to a town which has very strict regulations on renovation to the old buildings in its centre. Last week the town hall caught fire - hundreds of years gone up within hours. It will be restored but it will take years and years
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