Gwynneth and her christmas prezzie

 

They left me to babysit

 

Some things just change

If you have been reading this blog you will have noticed how in this past 18 months we have seen huge changes in our lives.
Most of the events have been the deaths of loved ones and then once in a while wonderful news like a wedding. But, sometimes one comes out of left field.

I drove by my old childhood home last night and it is ...gone.
Just a chain link fence around the demolition. My dad built this house, actually my parents did together and I was involved as well. They took pictures of themselves up on ladders with hammers and paint brushes in hand.  I carried bags of cement , 2x4's and nails home piled on top of me in the baby buggy. I didn't actually expend any effort. One of my parents had to push the buggy up hill.
We moved into it during completion, finishing the bathroom and kitchen as my dad earned the money to buy the materials.
No one could do that today. Can you imagine city hall keeping their sticky greedy beaks out of your home if you didn't have an 'occupancy permit'?
Now that home, built with such pride and love is gone. It is like a death.