Continuing with the new idea of going through the neighbourhoods during my childhood, I decided to do one on my grandmother’s (from my mother’s side) old house and neighbourhood. Image source: Google Street.
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(There will be time when parents will need to allow their children to stand on their own and make decisions that will determine their own future)
I had 2 phone calls from my dad yesterday…
One call was during lunch time informing me that he had cooked something at home and asked whether I had time to drop by the house for lunch. Given the traffic situation, it was an impossible mission to achieve.
Another was late at night when I was still in the office, asking me to drop by his workplace to pick up something. My dad, these days, works as a night shift security guard to pass his free time (he got so bored sitting in the house) and earn some cash (a far cry from those days when he was young and was driving a 10 tires truck)
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(Similar car model but in brown and there was plenty of room for 3 kids at the back – Austin 1100 was one of the classic cars we ever rode. Photo source: Wikipedia)
This is the very first car that was owned by my family – my Dad’s Austin Minor (I think this is what was written at the back of the car). I even still remember the registration number – BK 7426 (a good number to take for 4 digit number?).
Read More »Childhood Memories: Part 00 – My Dad’s First And Only Car