I moved house from Lofthouse with my mum and brother at age 15/16 due to my parents divorcing. My dad had started seeing some other woman. I was shocked, appalled and disgusted with him for it, but ultimately it probably led to better things, for me.
In Rothwell, I certainly enjoyed being closer to people and places and I also enjoyed not living with my Dad. It would only be a few months from me moving to Rothwell that he would also have to leave the old home and move to a flat just three streets away. It was good to have him a short walk away, and only spend time with him if I wanted to. Although the house and garden was smaller than the previous one, it soon felt like home and I enjoyed being there.
After my Dad’s widow also died, the house was sold by her sons in 2025. It saddens me to pass the house everyday and have no connection to it anymore.