No. 112 - MARGOT

I seem to be on a roll of "blasts from the past", so we will keep it going with Margot. Margot was one of our neighbours when we lived in Melbourne. She lived across the street and up a little. I was so young that I don't remember too much about her, except that she was a very nice lady. She had a little white dog that would go with her everywhere. And I remember that her home felt inviting, like springtime, with trees at the front and many glass doors/windows and sunlight shining in.