And they were lovely. Insofar as I ever grew up, I did so in this street; only we called it a "road", Bower Road, Hale, Cheshire.
My first paid job was as Head Chorister in the church you see in the far distance and my second, was delivering milk, from the float you also see.
However, there was a dark side.
At the back of the house, my french penpal, who we learned to call Freddie, kept my sister captive in a cage, with a rabbit.
I forget for how long but I'm told she is now free.
I forget the rabbits name.
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