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My parents, Sam and Dorothy, married on 3rd September 1949 in St. Michael's Church, Plymouth.
They had met at a dance and soon started going out together. After the wedding they went to Jersey for their honeymoon and then came home to the house they lived in throughout their married life. They never moved. The street changed its name, the house changed its name but they remained the same. It's funny though but that house never seemed like a home to me. Even now when I visit it seems like someone else's home. I lived there for several years but always felt remote, detached, from the place, not like in my grandfather's house which I loved.
