The Good Old Days
A Memory of Barking.
I so remember Barking like this. I wasn't born until '59 but it still looked a lot like this picture. I often wonder how it changed so much. It's not at all how I remember it now. I go back to see family occasionally, but since my mum died, it's not the same. Sad but true...
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