Dear house...

Dear house, This little blog is for you, to say thanks for being our home from 1980 until 2013 and onwards, in different guises and containing different combinations of our family and our belongings. We weren’t keen on you at first as you were small and situated on a busy road, and you had been badly decorated. But over the years you became our home and we grew to count on you.

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Looking in, looking out

Here he is, wee Chiky, sitting at his favourite spot on the front bedroom window, with his pal the Flocked Deer.  Over the years he spent many a sunny afternoon sitting here watching all that was going on in Dens Road, or curled up in a tight doughnut shape, being warmed by the sun.  I always loved his look of surprise when he would see me outside; seconds later would disappear to run to the door and meet me.  We miss you Small Fry, sweetest of all cats.

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Dear house....

Dear house,

This little blog is for you.

Over the last 10 years you have been stripped back, cleared out and slowly renovated.  It feels like you’ve been given space to breathe again, as have we.

You now look very different, lighter, cleaner and fresher, with little hints of your history still evident here and there.

This is for you, to say thanks for being our home from 1980 until 2013 and onwards in different guises and containing different combinations of our family and our belongings.