Hector's House

I know it's not very interesting to you folks but this is where my father lived when he was growing up during the war. I'd never seen a picture of it until mum brought it over today with a load of other stuff. Hector was a farmers son and this was the farm house. No longer standing, it was demolished to make way for a new prison at Springhill. Strange that I can't remember the house but I can remember the day it was knocked down.

Finally cleaned the bedroom and bathroom today after mum left.

C was in very good spirits again with more memories returning.. Its amazing..

Fine sunny day

Thanks for calling

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