You might recall last Saturday I spent the night in Tenterden after spending the evening travelling on the Kent and East Sussex Railway. We were celebrating a special birthday of a close friend and the weekend certainly was a celebration. Arriving mid-afternoon we had a quick look around the town, stopping for a drink in a local hostelry. If you follow me on IG you'll have seen I found the house my Nan lived in, having last visited her when I was roughly 8, I congratulated myself that everything was as I remember! I longed to knock on the door and have a look around, but thought that rather cheeky so didn't do it! I have many happy memories of afternoon tea around her coal fire, albeit rather strong tea for a child! Thinking it funny to have a coal scuttle in the kitchen and coloured glass (yellow I think) in the bathroom window! She always had potted Hyacinths on the table, and to this day every time I smell one it takes me back to my nans front room! Strange how aromas evoke feelings and memories as soon as the smell hits your nose!
