A reflection on my past ...

I went to visit my sister & brother in law after tea, during the conversation she told me that she had framed a piece of needlework that I had done while at my first school - Birches Avenue, and when she moves house she is going to mount it on a wall.

It seemed strange looking back, you know in a way when you don't instantly recognise something, but the more you look at it, it becomes more familiar ?

So strange after 40 years I may get to see more and more of it

Sweet