Life is ironic.

[mickd1961]

Bloody hell it's cheerful on here.

I find myself often consumed by gloom in my 62nd year.

At the moment I’m buying back my nan’s house in Harrogate where I spent a lot of my childhood.

When I viewed it I stood at the window at the top of the stairs and remembered gazing out at the stars when I was young and feeling that I had a million years ahead of me.

Sobering to stand at that window 50 years later.

[Dubbag]

I find myself often consumed by gloom in my 62nd year.

At the moment I’m buying back my nan’s house in Harrogate where I spent a lot of my childhood.

When I viewed it I stood at the window at the top of the stairs and remembered gazing out at the stars when I was young and feeling that I had a million years ahead of me.

Sobering to stand at that window 50 years later.

When I came back home after ten years in UK, I moved back in with my parents...
Strange how your home has changed as you change. Literally spent forty eight years living in this house and it has lots of memories...until recently, in the same room as when I was a child....and the same stars are still there looking down at me as I was looking up at them back then...