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go back and look in the house you grew up in, i do im hundres of miles away from mine but we went up north last year and drove past i got a quick picture and look at it and brings back loads of memories xx

see mine regularly - went in it once a few years back and burst into tears on entering - so nostalgic, such happy memories

Which one lived in at least 15 from birth to age 17..

Well I am only 29, so my parents still live in the house I grew up in, but my great aunt, she lived in devon, she died last year and her house has just been done up...it was really bad before, would love to see it now!, and my nan and grandads (both sets!), my mum says her old back garden would be full of money as her dad used to bury it!

i go back nearly every day.mum and dad still live there.....they've been there 34years and i was 4 when they moved there,

Karen x

well i only have to look out me window lol

and i visit most days

altho iv stoped shopping there so much lol

I saw my old bungalow from the outside some years ago.It looked small and the garden looked smaller.But I could just picture the Lino and the wallpaper in my parents bedroom that had big roses on.I left there when I was 9.Now 54!

yes I would,

It was a different world then and our house.

Gill

I'd love to go back to the house in Capel Crescent in Newport I grew up in, I often think back to those times with fond memories but really wish I could do it all over again, n how I would change so much n do things better. Lovely fond memories tho :o)

We had alot of Pakistani people living in our street n there was a family a few houses down, one of our dogs got out one day n ran into their house, about 30 people came running out screaming n shouting with Cocoa following them wagging her tail....lol. Think she just liked the smell of the curry that always seemed to be boiling on the stove..!!

Ohhhh, those were the days..................

would love too, but i lived in a prefab , they are all pulled down now .
.........................rose.........x

ahh some nice stories, its funny when you go back when you havent been for ages i thought i lived in a huge street i went back and the house looked so small and the big street was a small street, im thinking of writing to them, and asking permission to visit next time im up there the memmories arn.t all good , but i have the urge xx

i dont live far form the house i grew up in

it only down the road,

ive no real wish to go look round

thou hubby would like to go back to his old house where he remembers going when his mam had him back out of the childrens home,

linda i loved living in our prefab .
......some friends didnt have an inside toilet .
we had a lot bathroom the lot ,
....................rosexx............

Which one? lol

I couldn't as the first one I lived in was knocked down many years ago.

It was a tenement flat, but we spent many happy times there.

We didn't have a bath though, so we weren't as posh as some pmsl

xx

i would love to see my nanas too where i was born, they used to call it the big house drove passed again it looked like a lego house , but i can smell it i remeber a mirror in the kitchen, the storey was it was aquired out of a train carraige the ones with compartments loved them too xx

I did go back to see my mums old house
some years ago ,
the lady of the house was in the front garden
and i got talking to her , and told her i used to live there she said that they had taken down the wall
joining the 2 rooms down stairs, then her OH came out and they both said come on in and have a look , it was wall to wall carpeting in my mums day it was lino lol , they had put on an exstension to make the kitchen bigger i had a very pleasent 1/2 hr
.

Hiya hun,


Were you brought up in Newcastle?


I live 5 mins from the house i lived in till i was 3 and the house i was in till I was 12 is in the next town, id lov to look around,


Caz xxxxxxx

me i was in sunderland im/ was/ a mackam

The house was there before my grandparents, the area is now ruined by second home buyers a real middle class slum

Just over six months ago there was a front page article in our local paper describing eye-sores in our town that the Council were trying to fix - one of them was the house I grew up in - if my mum had been alive !!!!!!! The care she gave that house - the licks of paint - down on her hands and knees scrubbing the front door step.