My Dad passed away in November 2010, to be reunited with my Mum. Who I am sure was waiting for him with a cup of tea. Consequently our family home went on the market. It was with a mixture of sadness and nostalgia that we started the immense task of sorting through the house. Mum and Dad bought the house in 1964 and they made it a wonderful family home for me and my two sisters Lesley and Angela ( plus the cats, guinea pigs, hamster, terrapin, stick insects etc that we looked after along the way).
Going through a lifetime of possessions was hard….so many memories. We laughed, we cried, we were amazed and astounded at what we found but one thing that was constant was the love our parents had for each other and the love they devoted to us girls. Why is it that you find things out about someone only when they are gone. You have so many questions you want to ask them but you can’t.
I feel blessed that I had such a happy childhood and two such kind, loving and devoted parents and I shall cherish the memories of that house and the happy times we had there.
Yesterday was time to say goodbye. The house is sold and the new occupants will be moving in on Tuesday. So …goodbye Gordon St, you will soon have a new family to shelter. You will once again hear the sounds of laughter, tears, fun and happiness. Look after this new family but please, do not forget Mr and Mrs Rice and all The Little Pudds. xx We love you.