My Nan And Grandad

A Memory of Merrow.

My nan and grandad lived down here, I can remember walking down here hundreds of times, sometimes with my mum and others with my auntie Joyce, I really loved her she used to give me tomato ketchup sandwiches, and my grandad's front garden was a cushion of forget-me-nots - we weren't allowed to walk on his grass. We would be taken over the common to pick bluebells and primroses, and see the bullrushes in the pond. Such fond memories.