My earliest greatest most cherished memory of grandad was when he took us to see the house in arkle road being built I remember being scared and I didn't like the building site I was only about 6 and grandad knew somehow how I was feeling because he said come on lets have a walk. We walked down to the bottom of the road and that part of the estate was still farm land trees and lanes. We walked in silence for a while then all of a sudden out of the blue grandad grabbed my hand gave me a big smile and skipped up the lane with me singing follow the yellow brick road.