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Family Christmas

In an attempt to avoid the traffic I used the back roads today. I was driving to Luton on my way to a family gathering. And without really trying I found myself passing through the Hertfordshire village of Dane End.

My mum, my siblings and our families are all getting together. Ten years ago we used to do this with Dad's side of the family one day near Christmas and more often than not we met at Grandma and Grandad's house, a rectory just outside Dane End.

I can't drive through the village without turning off to look at Little Munden where they lived. Memories don't exactly come flooding back, but the place always makes me smile.

Within five minutes I was back on my way.