Ealing

Above: Eddie at my parents' house. Having flown into London, Eddie and I head for Ealing and the house where I spent my teenage years. Memories flood back, every time I return to my parents' house it's like I've never been away. Below: View of my parents' house from the bottom of their garden, where I'd play with my brother. Most of the houses on their road have had their gardens sold off to property developers; my parents' house is quite unusual in having a full-length garden with full complement of mature trees including a willow with a tree preservation order. Apples and plums grow too; this year promises plenty of fruit. The lawn is remarkably green for this time of year too!