WE live in a Victorian mid-terrace house in Fambridge Road. We bought it on a whim back in 1991, the intention being to use it as a stepping stone to something larger and grander. But in the event we just couldn’t bear to leave and have ended up being the longest occupants so far in its 150-plus-year history. Our house, you see, seems to us to wrap itself around us. It has character, atmosphere and the kind of unseen patina that can only be created by decades of occupation – by the loves and loss, the ups and downs of the lives of people who came before us.