10 years old a new chapter

A new chapter arrives

Ok well this is it, things begin to change from this point on. I moved to a town called Stapleford in Nottinghamshire which was a well known council street known for being rough. I was around 10 years old when this changed occured.

The new home

The home needed lots of work doing to it as the previous occupents were apparently a very rough family who had completely vandalized it. The council had repaired all faults with the house but the garden was a real tip and it took my mum and step father months to get it back in shape and we found a multitude of things buried in the garden from motor bikes to nappies. The street was rather long which contained lots of freaky disfunctional folk like with most places. It was mixed though and there was a good balance between the old and young making the street a reasonable place to survive.