tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post7411364212333127447..comments2024-03-28T18:40:59.101+00:00Comments on CRIVENS! COMICS & STUFF!: STREETS AHEAD...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post-20553578890991608272021-11-26T18:02:01.277+00:002021-11-26T18:02:01.277+00:00Ach, you're just being lazy, CJ. Think of the ...Ach, you're just being lazy, CJ. Think of the exercise you'd get tramping all the way into town from a remote village. You'd be as fit as a fiddle in no time. Or you could always use the bus.<br /><br />******<br /><br />Makes perfect sense, McS. The only problem in my own case, is that I tend to equate the idea of returning to a former house as also returning to the time I originally lived there, and sadly that's just not the case. As I've said before, if I won the Lottery I'd buy every home I ever lived in - as well as buy a bit of land and build duplicates of them next to one another.Kidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07224781868125924337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post-17727958354576338192021-11-26T14:52:13.400+00:002021-11-26T14:52:13.400+00:00I occasionally visit ( well drive past) my mum'...I occasionally visit ( well drive past) my mum's last house before she passed ( my mum and dad's last house together was torn down a few years ago). Also sometimes I drive past my other old houses. I live in same town my mum did when she passed away in 2013 but would and I am considering moving. I wouldn't move back to other areas where my family stayed but would consider moving back to one of the town's (Rutherglen) I used to live but too a different area of the town. I took one photo of my first house ( showed it on my blog) it's not what it was as the area has gone very much down hill. My only interest in our old houses is for the memory of my mum, dad and brother not that interested in the house itself . But yep, homes of my youth are core to what makes me "me" if that makes sense .McSCOTTYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00180091610187270638noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post-8200529536192138172021-11-26T14:33:10.327+00:002021-11-26T14:33:10.327+00:00No Kid, I've never been back since. And no, if...No Kid, I've never been back since. And no, if it became available I wouldn't move back again because the house was in a village several miles from the nearest town. I now live in the town centre only a 10-minute walk from the shops which suits me fine. Colin Joneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13564469551279026689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post-8225645567159567732021-11-26T13:47:46.076+00:002021-11-26T13:47:46.076+00:00It's funny the way the places of our youth cla...It's funny the way the places of our youth claim us, MW. If you had to move from the house you live in now, do you think, if it became available, you could live in the house you grew up in? Would you want to?<br /><br />******<br /><br />I can imagine, CJ. Are you ever tempted to go back just for a look at it, or to take some photos? And same question I asked MW - would you (could you) consider living there again if it became available? Kidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07224781868125924337noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post-22784999941823777952021-11-26T13:11:20.472+00:002021-11-26T13:11:20.472+00:00My mother died in 2009 and though I hadn't liv...My mother died in 2009 and though I hadn't lived in my parents' house for many years I did go back and visit regularly so my mother's death meant my long relationship with the house I'd grown up in from the age of two was finally over. Leaving for the very last time was an emotional moment. Colin Joneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13564469551279026689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3740495193314269367.post-55514332829579941352021-11-26T12:44:17.450+00:002021-11-26T12:44:17.450+00:00I don't live in the house I grew up in, but my...I don't live in the house I grew up in, but my parents are still in the one we moved to in 1980, when I was 11. After moving to a bigger town (midway between Rothwell, where I grew up in and Wellingborough, where my wife grew up), we moved back to Rothwell when my son was born. I love being back and don't think I could move too far away.Mark Westhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12103997496549941279noreply@blogger.com