Granny’s place

She lived by the mountain on the far edge of the world which was where all the old people were sent and spent here her days doing things in those old lady ways, you know, primly and properly and she made me lilac tea on the days that I visited…

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Sarah’s house

Lodge Street where we’d go and meet Nana on Sunday after the Methodist prayers. an old mill workers terraced house, outside privvy and inside the steepest stairs a slice of real Victoriana back in the sixties and we kids were just pixies back then torn down as they remodelled the old town new they say…

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