Jordandchan

i can remember for the longest time visiting Nambucca and driving past the old house on Listen Street with the old brickwork fence and the hole where the Blue Tongue used to live…

or driving through Taren Point with mum and slowing down past the old house that she and dad lived in when we were babies

and driving through penshurt, mortdale and peakhurst past places where i used to call home. somehow it gives you a sense of belonging.

i often thought about having kids and taking them to the house that we first lived in when we were married.…

yeah - i guess not.…