.... When I say family, I mean the one you grew up with , the one you were with every day and the one in which you played with all those amazing toys as a kid.
Mum, Dad, brothers, sisters, nephews, nieces, Uncles, Aunts, all that. It seemed vast and constant when I was a kid in the Sixties. It was around me every day until I was 16.
Over the decades it has shrunk dramatically to hardly anything and scattered allover the place. Its unrecognisable to what it was.
Its strange and sad how it happens, shrinking family life. Sometimes all we are left with are the records, books and toys we had.
What do you think readers? Is this your experience?