A while back, I posted this video about the house I grew up in:

Well that was the house I lived in since shortly after my ninth birthday. Prior to that, I lived in Watford in the UK. And prior to that, I lived in Seven Oaks, UK. I don't remember the first place. I was simply too young to retain any memories from that time. But I do remember the house in Watford.

My passport is long expired and I don't feel like taking a quick trip to Heathrow Airport and renting a car to go down memory lane. So I used Google.

It seems that some force is systematically trying to wipe out my past. The house in Watford isn't there anymore. The school looks suspiciously different too. There are also a lot more houses in the area that would have made getting to Cassioburry Park more difficult than it was when I was going there by myself since the age of about six. Try doing that in this day and age. I actually remember PSAs on BBC about baby snatchers.

So here follows some screen caps of my tour down memory lane where my earliest memories are buried under new housing, tarmac, and time.

All pictures link to original sized images hosted elsewhere.