A couple of weeks back I visited my lovely Grandad's house. We sadly lost Grandma last year, but whenever I go to their beautiful home by the Humberside coast, I have lovely memories of staying there as a small one. The smell of toast always reminds me of Grandma... Particularly burnt toast! She was a wonderful lady was my Grandma!
I took the opportunity to take a few photographs of beautiful things in the house. I remember when I was small that all these things were so interesting, and must not be touched. In the front room there's an organ that when I was little I always wanted to play. It's funny when you return as a grown up and look at everything