Between April '95 and Dec.'98 I've spent less than three months at home. I've lost contact with a lot of people as many of my friends have moved away.This is good for them as they can spread their wings, see new horizons and get the heck out of Grimsby (which is definitely one of those places where your chances in life are limited.
What I've found as I come back here is that I've almost become a stranger to my own towm. At times it's lonely, it's different and sometimes I ask myself,"Is it home?"
Luckily I have wandered around aimlessly in the town centre and come across good people who I haven't seen for years.
Above you can see a group of people who I regard as my real friends in (or from) Grimsby.
