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Do You Remember Your Childhood Home?

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Caran | 00:43 Sat 20th Jun 2020 | ChatterBank
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Mine was weird. The house was part of a stately home called Alexander Hall. It was divided up into 8 houses I think. We had a walkin kitchen, a living room off that and a front parlour that was fully furnished with settee and tables etc but never used.
The living room was long and narrow, with a a fire at one end. The only place to put the tv was at the opposite end of the room which meant mum whose chair was facing the fire used to have to kneel up on her chair and epwatch tv at the back of the room. There was also a cupboard under the stairs in this room that the coal man used to come in and empty there coal sacks into. The dust in the room was unbelievable.
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Yes I remember quite a lot of my childhood. That sounds like a very interesting house that you lived in, Caran. We had a coalhouse as well, ours was built into the side of our house though. Was great when 'Natural Gas' was put in to our house I used the coalhouse as a den then.
I lived between my parents and grandparents (by choice, both happy homes) My grandparents owned a pub which my uncle now owns and my parents lived a 10 minute walk away in a bog standard 3 bed terrace. We did have a pub pool table in our cellar, made us quite popular :-)
I lived in a bungalow in a small village. It had a veranda and we had a lemon tree and grape vines all up the wall and flat roof.
Where was that, Tigger?
In Cyprus, Ummmm.
Lovely. I've only been to Cyprus once. Very nice.
Prefab house the first house i remember as a young child.
I came to live in the UK when I was 3. My mum lived in the UK until she married my dad and stayed in Cyprus with him. Then the 74 war broke out and we moved here.
I lived in a council house in Ipswich and every tim I go past it now I think to myself:

"That wall shouldn't be there!"

"Where's the garden gone?"

"What's that garage doing there?"

"Why can't I see the different-coloured bricks where the lightning strike hit the overflow pipe?"

"Is there still a coal shed behind that wall?"

"I wonder what it looks like inside now?"

etc, etc

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I remember mine. But I went to look at it a few years ago. It wasn’t as far up the hill as I remembered it. They’d changed the garden and drive. I was was quite disappointed. How can they wreck my memories?
I see my childhood house almost daily, and I feel the same as you, Chris, jo. An extension front garden different and whats with those UPVC windows and porch.
>>> How can they wreck my memories?

Snap, Clover!

I'd driven past my old home lots of times but just before 'lockdown' I actually parked my car nearby and walked along the street I lived on and also along the adjoing one (because the house is on a corner) where the local shops are, expecting to feel some sense of 'home' through doing so. However it felt no different at all to walking along some random streets in a strange town :(
Yes, I had six different homes.
An army married quarters flat in Woolwich, London. Then a married quarters house in Old Woodhouse, Leicestershire. then a council house in Bedhampton, near Portsmouth.
I only remember the ones since I moved to the uk, 2 in Scotland and 1 in Norfolk, large detached homes with huge gardens, been back to them all and very little has changed other than garden and doors.
i do remember it quite well, up four flights of stairs to the flat that we rented. The house still stands in London.
I was left outside in a pram as my mother worked in the cafe on the ground floor, so people used to come and talk to me, even though i doubt i could say much back seeing as i was only a baby, We moved when i was five, to a flat that was awful
Yes. The same as a few others. For my childhood home, refer to my username! We moved out in 1957 and believe me, it was a slum! In the Ancoats area of Manchester, which borders the City Centre. This area is now supposed to be one of the most desirable areas for residency in the UK. It does make me smile when I remember Ancoats from my childhood. Actually, the part of Clarion St where we used to live, is still there. The rest of it has been built on, but not the part where we lived. Check it out on Google Earth. That baffles me because it's so close to the City Centre, and never been used. Happy days
Did you ever visit Belle Vue as a child Clarion?
Sorry Caran,
I don’t have much memory of my first council home in Beswick Manchester, except for some footage my father took on an old cine camera being washed at the sink! I remember more playing in the streets, swinging round a lamp post and Whit Week. I remember more my second home, a warm family environment.
I lived in mine for 40 years - I only live a few blocks from it and go over to visit my friends (neighbours) regularly, now social distancing of course, 3 bedroom house, fireplace in the kitchen/dining room, we only installed central heating about 4 years before we moved out, 3 big gardens, 3 bedrooms, one a pokey box room and all 12 of us were reared there with our parents - I look over at it now and wonder how we all fit, was a great place to grow up, the new owners have rented it out, the garden is a mess, the curtains are scraggy and oh dear, I would not dare walk up the pathway to knock on the door, there a big dog in the garden and one of those signs on the gate warning of the dog.. it was a friendly place to be when I lived there, new occupants don't fit in with this leafy neighbourhood at all, my old neighbours often ask, with a sigh, why did ye leave .. oh well, was time for change-no regrets

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