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Withens. Didn't get much adult time to enjoy the place, but home is where the heart is.

I loved growing-up there, running wild in the Derbyshire countryside and building my model aircraft in an old chicken hut my Dad bought in an effort to keep me slightly grounded and out of trouble. It was an improvement on the bars on my bedroom windows 👍

Still, I was packed away to boarding school in Cumbria for a lot of the time - bot that that was a bad thing in itself - it's just I missed my friends and that shed full of balsa shavings and the smell of cellulose dope.