I had a urge to visit where I grew up.....indeed not just grew up, but where I was born and spent my early years. It was in a place called Amersham, and I had strong(ish) memories of the house, and more importantly the allotment at the end of the Close where dad did his thing (I remember the water butt mostly!).
I also remember the fact that the Pineapple pub was right behind it....
So I drove over, parked up, and had a little walk.
Lovely
The water butt had gone :-(
And the Pineapple is now the Pomeroy......
Where it all started.......
