Did you ever have a place as a child that
spooked you? The attic of my old family home
used to spook me.
This is the home where I grew up - where I
spent the first 23 years of my life.
I only used to go to the attic if I had to - even
then I would walk up the stairs and run back
down again. Once I went up to one of the
bedrooms, opened the door and a bird flew
straight at me from eves of the house. I got the
shock of my life and I didn't venture up there
for many years.
But the rest of the house had a great
atmosphere - filled with people, laughter, noise, and chatting.
A second home to many - my
friends, my brothers and sisters friends and
anyone else who needed a bed in Newcastle
for the night, week, month or even years!
The house was a venue for many parties - from
a young age I had all my children's parties
there - picnics in the garden - party games in
the living room and the family would come
round each year for Christmas dinner.
Looking back its hard to believe that when I was
young I was so scared of the attic as I spent
most of my time as a teenager hanging out
there with friends. On a friday night the door
bell would ring repeatedly 'just go up' my mam
would say to a random teenager, who would
clump up the stairs. loud music filled the Attic. -
We all had a great time sky diving off the slide
like window sill- putting fists through the ceiling!
The colour of the bathroom carpet changed
each week with the colour of my hair dye.
It was a Saturday morning when the disaster
happened. I was doing an excercise video in
the dining room with a couple of friends when
we heard a massive crash. We opened the door
and were covered in a shower of dust and
plaster. I found my mam in the kitchen ironing
'Is that the landing ceiling falling down Anne,'
she said calmly and returned to her ironing.
Years of my friends clumping up and down the
stairs had gradually loosened all of the plaster.
I still don't know how she put up with me and
my mates, all our noise and mess - I suppose I
have this all to come with my son.
Now we've all grown up - have moved
out - moved back in again - then moved back
out - started our own families - we're packing
years of belongings into boxes ready to move
on -it's time to pass on the house to another
family - who can hopefully have some great
times, parties and create more memories. And I
hope they enjoy this house as much as we