Blog entries from Mike Allen

My tiny garden holds so many happy memories. Val & I moved into our new home in May 1964. Due to the broad lines of trees, Sycamores, Poplars and Willows separating the gardens beyond ours, we were oblivious of the neighbours from another street. Kerry our eldest daughter was four and soon she had a sister Amanda. Both now are into their fifties.The property is council owned, and I have...