One of the fondest memories I have from my childhood is our visits to see Grandma. She and Grandpa only lived about 18 miles away, but when you had no car getting there wasn't so easy. So when we were able to visit it was always a big event. Best clothes, and definitely best behaviour. I loved the look of their little maisonette, which was full of photos and trinkets and memories. The walls and furnishings weren't threadbare, but everything felt cosy and lived-in, if that makes ... VIEW POST