On yer bike

Some shed time with my Dad this morning, putting the world to rights. We were talking about our old house where I grew up in as a kid. Although it has extremely painful memories for me, I would love to go and look around the garden and see if it has changed. It is strange that in that street, they have knocked down and rebuilt new houses, apart from 4 houses, one of which was where I lived. When we moved 4 miles away, I still had to catch a bus then walk 2 miles to school? and there is another talking point me thinks about kids and parents of today. Ah progress.