“Our house, in the middle of our street”
I don’t know what your street is like, Suggs old man, but I went and stood in the middle of my street the other day, and I was nearly run down several times. The middle of my street is where the cars go – and I’m lucky I don’t live on the next street down, where there would also be a tramway.
Kind of makes it hard to believe that your house was where anyone used to sleep, you know?
