I was doing a blog post over on my other blog A Year of Modern Rationing and talking about 'dip butties' and reminiscing about my childhood home., When I finished and published the post I decided to Google my former home out of interest and found these photos.
It's absolutely fascinating. These photos are from were from when it was on the market back in 2007 when it sold for £219,000. My Nana bought it for around the £1000 mark in 1958, and while she had the upstairs with the smallest bedroom slightly converted to a kitchen, me, my younger brother and my parents lived downstairs, we all shared the upstairs bathroom.
It is now valued at over £323,000 ... WOW!!
The kitchen looks completely different to the room that we used as lounge/kitchen/playroom/television room, with a little pantry off it containing an old 1950's gas cooker, a slightly newer gas fridge and the Belfast sink, with the understairs are being our larder. Tins of food on the shelves and bags containing vegetables on the floor.
This room was mine and my brothers bedroom, with Grahams bed being along the wall where the sofa is now and mine being out of shot, coming out from the alcove at the left-hand side of the marble fireplace.
What is now the dining room was my parents bedroom and is actually the front room of the house.
Upstairs and this was my Nana's living room, with the lovely bay widow looking out over the street. And yes, that is my Nana's original fireplace 😀
This room overlooking the back garden was my Nana's bedroom and was decorated in shades of cream and baby pink with a boarded up fireplace ...
...with a row of Goebel china monks on the mantlepiece.
Two rooms not shown on the estate agents details are the old fashioned bathroom with the black and white tiled colour scheme and icy cold lino floor, and the room that Nana used as her kitchen, the smallest of the bedrooms. With her 1950's kitchen cabinet (similar to this one but painted cream) in the alcove beside the fireplace and a fitted 1950's sink unit with a little instant hot water boiler above ...
... and a Baby Belling cooker like this one but with two round hotplates stood next to it.
The back garden is almost the same.
The little walled area for tiny plants that my Dad built, that led to the coal bunkers has gone, as have the coal bunkers themselves. But the grass is still in the same shape and the little brick built outhouses are still there. The one in shot is where me and my Dad stored our bikes ... I went everywhere on my secondhand bike until I was 13... and the shed to the right of this one was my Dad's woodworking and hoarding space.
Wow, this has been a trip down memory lane.
My childhood stomping ground.
Have you ever been tempted to Google your childhood home, or go back there ... I did drive past the house about ten years ago and had a quick peak ... or do any of you actually still live nearby or actually there?
It's a good time to look back at our old lives while our current lives are mostly in a state limbo.