Part of the original old staircase built in 1968.
I just love how the light caught Eu as he looked above. Its so surreal.
On a sidenote: At this spot where I took the photo, when I was 3, I fell from the 2nd floor whilst trying to slide down the bannister. Fortunately, God caught me and I didn't break any bones. But I did spend sometime at hospital.
The new tenants moved in - in 2006, hence the differences in furniture. Its a beautiful house.
Against my wishes, it was sold in 2007. Dad built it in 1968. He would have been heart broken to see it sold off.
Yet not my own
My old home
Memories Plastered over
Musty but not Forgotten
My Memories Glimmer
And my Sorrow Burns Bright