One Sunday morning, a few years back, I decided to go and take a look along Smithdown Road, Liverpool to try and see if I could locate the place where my Dad had been born.
On arriving and parking the car across the road, I found this sight before me.
95A, the flat where my grand-mother gave birth to him, is the one with the missing front wall.
Not only had I found the property where he had been born, but I could actually see into the rooms themselves!
The location didn't last long after this, for the area was scheduled for redevelopment and the property was demolished. I think only a few weeks afterwards!
I can't help but think that someone was behind my decision to go out with the camera on that day.
It had been my last opportunity... and I'm so glad that I took it.