My earliest childhood memories were spent in Netherley Road, Hinckley. We lived at No.46 and my Dad’s Mum at 66. I’m not sure which house this photo was taken at, as all the houses in the street looked about the same back then.
I’m guessing this was taken in the Summer of 1970.
My Dad’s Mum passed away when I was 18 months old in 1971. I remember that as soon as I was able to walk, my Dad later told me he walked me down to her house. That must’ve been not long before she passed away.
In fact due to my genealogy research, I found out last year from applying for her death certificate, that she had a pulmonary embolism. I had the same in 2011 but survived. Just from that innocent piece of research, I found out that this was a hereditary condition.