A walk, a building site, a memory

 

Tucked in next to the pergola was my home

I decided the day was a nice one and drive to Manor Park in West Malling. It's a nice little park and has good toilets, nice picnic tables, a large pond with ducks and walks through the more wooded areas of the parkland.

It also connects directly to a route into Kings Hill.

I decided I would take a stroll over the bridge and explore some of the footpaths and bridle ways in the area as I wandered. 

As I walked into Kings Hill I watched as builders were progressing to the second floor of the new builds springing up off the main thoroughfare. 

I smiled.

I was taken back in time to when I was first married and looking for our very first house together. I had put a deposit down on a plan and now as the scaffolding grew to the second floor, we could start to see the front of the house emerging.

Tucked into the corner, our property was beginning to take shape and we knew we would be moving in the fullness of time.

I looked back at these new-builds and thought of those who would be buying these properties and had no doubt done the same as us and longingly looked at the first shoots of the dream they had made.