The hallway, looking towards the living room where everything was piled on top of each other; a little mountain of our possessions.
This is my daughter's bedroom; her head would've been just there on the left. The picture that you are trying to identify, is a window, and a hole in the floor beneath it.
Our very own mountain. My photo enlarger is amongst this and mould is growing on everything.
What's left of the mattress on the three-week-old bed.
The white horse was one of the first presents I bought my grandson.
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