Made a brief trip to the home town with my brother to see our other brother and my dad and pick up some things. Weird how much the town has changed yet our street so little. My older brother lives in my grandparents’ house, which we lived in when I was born, then moved into the new house next door. My dad lives two houses down between the same family who’s lived there since I was a child and, on the other side, one of the children who lived there when we were kids and moved back. It’s a bit of a strange trip. I convinced Bertie to listen to an audio book so we had Du Maurier’s Rebecca for most of the 10+ hour journey each way.