If this doesn’t take you back, just for a moment, to postwar Britain then you probably didn’t live there. Writing this blog helps remind me of that vanished world we grew up in – while at the same time making me heartily glad to be in the here and now. I do miss the people – particularly close family like my dad, mum and grandma. But at the same time they impressed themselves so deeply on us all it also feels like they’re only just out of reach. Even though two of them died more than half a lifetime ago. Their diaries, the photographs, the objects and furniture we’ve inherited, their sayings and quirky family names for things are still very much with us.
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