Neighbours becoming family

I remember winter time, sledging on fields near where we lived, the bonfires on bonfire night and all the neighbours used to do black peas. I remember calling all the neighbours aunty and uncles. At night, we had to wear thick pyjamas and thick blankets. I remember the snow being up to the window sill. […]

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Memories of Snow

I was five when I moved to Langley. The first winter with the kids next door, the snow was up to my waist and I nearly vanished building a snow man. The windows were like frosted glass. When it was snowing blizzards and the coal man couldn’t get up the hill to deliver our coal, […]

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