In her fathers footsteps

After visiting big Momma yesterday I took L'il to the street I grew up on before we headed North.

It was so lovely. I showed her our secret hangout, my favourite climbing tree, the water pipe you could crawl under the road in and the replacement sign after I sawed the old one with my new Swiss army knife.

I met old neighbours and found old pals on Facebook.

L'il said it was a good place to grow up.

I agree.

JM