Memory lane

It was a similar sunny day, 21 years ago - aged 63 my lovely Mum died. I usually get together with my siblings and we reminisce and have a meal out together. Not to be this year however I braved the Covid police and drove to where I grew up. I spent time walking round the town and taking in the sights. It has changed but it was good to have a trip down memory Lane. This picture is the house where I grew up, although looks a bit different. I was taking a picture and the current owner came out to see what I was doing? I suppose a random stranger taking pictures of his house was a bit worrying?