You knew it before you even knocked.

The smell hit you the moment
the door opened.

In the 1970s, Sunday had a shape.
A sound. A smell. A front room that
only opened once a week.

Nan had been cooking since nine.
The best cups were out.
And for the next few hours — the
world outside that door didn't exist.

Over nine million people in Britain
say they are often or always lonely.

A quarter of adults over 65 feel
lonely regularly.

Nan's Sunday wasn't just a dinner.
It was the thing that kept
people from feeling like that.
And nobody noticed it was going
until it was already gone.

What do you remember most
about Sunday at your nan's?
The smell? The chair granddad
always sat in? The pudding?
Tell me in the comments. 👇

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