The long street was as difficult to park in as it had ever been. I'd not been this way in years but the lines of parked cars on either side roughly blocked up any sight of a spare spot outside the ancient terrace houses in a very familiar way. This had been the home of my great grandparents, who'd both died while I'd been young, maybe seven or eight, my cousin, Sara had been born a year or so later and the house had been...