my fave memory was waking up in my grandparents home in durham, england the house used to be an old inn kinda like a bar with rooms to rent, the house was very old and all the family was there.
i awoke that christmas morning early and went down the stairs and looked around the place was so quiet, it was something like the film “the lion, the witch and the wardrobe” so full of mystery the house seemed to hold so many secrets and place’s of interest
